h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I really have had enough of them. especially after last week. catherterisation is lsightly less fun than I recalled
Friday in for a CT scan. oncology clinic next week. hopefully a brought forward endo clinic soon too. and a trip to miles away to be assessed by someone to see if I'm disabled enough to get disability benifit. that'll be a fun day, for them. so ill last two days, bit better today, hopeing to be better agian tomorrow. must do my* write-up of the wedding at some point which may be a wee bit differnt from th e official report... well, it ended up being quite differnt for me, than fr most of the other people at it must try find something tgo do with all the leftover booze in the house.....

Sorry to hear that. Don't panic about the write-up. We can wait. Your well being is so much more important to us

Yes. I want to be able to finally give you a real hug when I get over there summer of 2017








That means I get to try to explain 2legs to Tom. I think raising/saving the funds is going to be easier

Actually you probably don't need to "explain" too much at all about 2legs before Tom meets hir. The less said the better, I think. It would be better to answer any questions he dare ask afterwards. I expect Tom would rather just remain confused than ask anyway.

Explaining 2legs

That's like explaining a thunderclap to the deaf. In a language they don't know. Like ancient Greek

Reminds me of the Manchester Meet 2014, where I wasn't sure where I was going, but then I saw 2legs in the window of Kro and knew I was in the right place - my mum must have been confused by me saying, "There's 2legs!", but didn't say anything

I fear I may not be explainable - only today they have done another CT scan in order to attempt such first person looked at my arms and gave up tryign to find blood/vein.... second radiologist discovered oil first time even if he did nearly wet himself, when, as he mentioned some of my veins 'are not very straight', nearly wet himself, when I replied; "they're just bent.... like the rest of me...." hospital runnin glate, finished late, so hungry after, went into town, scored a sandwich, then spent a small fortune in Lush cosmetics, before raiding Greg's, and eating all their pies (I was hungry). and... oops. had a nap, from which only just woke up

sounds like a somewhat better than ordinary day.

If so, may the trend continue.

Well, I felt relatively conscious in the AM, which is a novel experience of late - moreoften than not, recently, I wake, taking the thyroxin, eating and d drinking coffee, then take the hydrocortisone, and have to vanish off to bed until early afternoon (waking in time for next hydrocortisone dose)
Just a lot of pain today, which at least is ... 'normal' as it were Not entirely sure what the scan today was for, it was oncology, so assume looking for more cancer, as I think they got worried by a letter to them from my GP as regards the swelling in my legs and feet and general malase etc... (although oddly, I first told oncology directly, face-to-face about the oedima in legs/feet, about forteen months ago, in clinic, and told them of general malase, in clinic last time only a month or two or so agao )
Next up is book to see GP monday, as regards swelling in feet and ankles, and what they want to do now, having had the ECG they gave me, last week... err, no, that was this week I think.
Then off by train to see some people to be assessed again for disability benifit, (AKA to prove to them I'm disabled ), on Wednesday AM that is, followed by a bus from train station on returning home, to go to hospital, for oncology clinic appointment (and results of todays CT scan I guess), then, a endocrine appointment err... some time in next week or so, for a glucagon test (something to do with proving eligability for starting HGF replacement therapy), and also that day my next testosterone injection and, hope beyond hope, to see the Prof or a consultant to talk about trying a new drug to replace the hydrocortisone

Hoping to make it out tomorrow afternon, as its Strawberry fare (a yearly event in Cambridge which is... dunno, its sometimes OK... and there oughta at least be some interesting food about there (one benifit of steroids, I can bankrupt any eat as much as you want establishement, as my appertitte has no stop button anymore, and I'm never feeling full after eating ) W also has a hospital appointment that I'm going to him with err, next week I think that is