As a follow up to a post i made a few days back, my doctor contacted me this afternoon to deliver the blood test results which consisted of informing me i was still unwell (shock) and would need a fast track appointment with the consultant I’m due to see.

I know that i should count my blessings as there are people out there who will live in suffering i will never be able to understand, which fills me with nothing but guilt for my own self pity. I have been patient and impassive for almost three months now and I’m not entirely sure how much more i can take of this uncertainty. I can’t commit to anything right now, i even have some volunteer work set up at my local animal shelter which i can’t even start until all this is out of the way!

I miss learning, i miss my uni friends, i miss my job (but not the journey!), i miss having the energy to have fun and most of all i miss being so busy that i don’t have time to blog!

Okay, this is like therapy, i feel better now that i’ve let it all out. That is more than enough self pity for one day.

I’m going for a really, really long run - there’s no clouds, so the stars are out…

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