Post 47: Groundhog Day at A&E.
Yesterday was another long one.
It started badly, became a great day for a walk, and then descended into a tiresome medical irritation.
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My Darling looked at me with a strange seriousness in ...
Post 46: A More Restful Day.
The best medicine is good rest.
Last night, my left arm—just below the shoulder where the shingles jab went in—was a proper nightmare. I woke early and, stupidly, didn’t reach for any paracetamol to e...
Post 45: The ugly truth.
It’s not every day you hear the ugly truth and feel more confident because of it.
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The blood test at the local surgery this morning was a good start.
Instead of just the bloods, the nurse asked, ...
Post 44: Self advocacy.
On the day Joe Root hit his 13,000th run in world cricket—only the fifth batsman in history to reach that milestone.
Where do I even start to explain the everyday pain of self-advocacy?
Today I’ve written around...
Post 43: Don’t Panic Yet.
BP: Perfect
PSA: 305 (up from 133)
Other things: Great day, in the end
Taken on its own, one fact might not be the horror it seems.
I’m a numbers guy.
Not like my eldest son—who was the first in o...
