Just over two years ago I was in the best shape of my adult life. Today I'm a mess and back in hospital for the sixth time in four months. The news, sofar today, hasn't been the best, raised more questions than answers but some progress has been made. More tests, more blood, more scans on the way and, hopefully, answers.
And urology is just one part of the puzzle, awaiting an endocrinology appointment, further eye hospital appointments and probably more CBT.
I must say the NHS has been excellent, despite obvious pressures and we should treasure it and guard it jealously. Every member of staff was superb and supportive, even apologising for delays that, in all honesty, are well beyond their control.