Didn't have time to blog yesterday and felt totally knackered and really bloated. But woke up this morning with a real spring in my step. Sitting in the hospital, writing this on my phone. Nurses have just plugged me in, so give it 90 mins and I'll have a 2nd bag-of-sugar-sized load of drugs flowing 'round my body!
Back home now - forgot to mention that the consultant who assessed me yesterday lived in the flat that my wife and I used to rent - not the same building, but the same flat! Is that spooky or what?