Now seeing the consultant at the beginning of May instead of the end. Found out the reason I can’t see him in April is because he’s away. For the whole month. Lucky him! So maybe, just maybe, I’ll be off the drugs by May 2nd? Here’s hoping.
There’s been talk of turning this blog into a book. Whilst this was a highly amusing idea at first, I’m thinking about it. Mainly, if I’m honest, because lots of thousands of words are already written. And there is so much that isn’t in here… well, as I said at the outset, I’ve only put my story on paper. There’s nothing about anyone or anything else, and there’s been a lot going on in the last 6 months. Usual life stuff: friends, homes, love, work, relationships. And of course all of it was influenced in one way or another by the stroke. But I couldn’t/didn’t feel I could/should blog other people’s stories, however intertwined in mine they might be. I think I’d kind of like to write everything else down though, just for me probably. I’m just not sure I’d want to share it; I don’t trust those who say one could do it anonymously. And besides, it’s still not all mine to share… is it?