Life. It's all about the Middle bit...

Life. All that we know for sure is our "hello" and our "goodbye". The middle bit is anyone's guess. My middle bit, so far, has been really rather good. I like my middle bit, I'm not ready for it to stop yet. Which is why I was really rather sad, scared and angry last week. Long story short: Last Sunday I was coughing up a fair amount of blood and having been a long term smoker I was rushed through the A & E service pretty promptly (hats off to the NHS). After various tests I was declared fit to travel by my GP so set off in the Beast with Milo on Monday.

We stopped off in the Lake District on Monday night and due to my weirdly, wonderful satnav we saw some amazing scenery heading towards Dumfries on Tuesday. Either I don't read my satnav correctly or its having a laugh with me. Both my wing mirrors merrily brushed along the hedges on
the tiny, winding lanes and first gear was all we managed up the steep hills. What happened to the M6 I'll never know!

Anyway, we arrived at my dear friend Pauls house in Kippford and settled down to an evening of good food, wine and banter. That is until late in the evening when I received a message from my GP to contact him. Something was wrong with my X-ray?! As it was so late I was unable to contact him. Needless to say I never slept a wink that night. I went through every possible scenario in my head and even ran through my 'dead letters' to my loved ones. Paul was super company and said all the 'right' words. The next day I was told to return for further X-rays. It was a long drive home.

Within 24 hours of my second X-rays I was told they were Clear. Happy is an understatement! Having felt like I'd lost control of all that I knew, here I was, back to where I was. My Middle bit. I have a doctors appointment this week, just for a chat, but I feel good. Nothing like a wake up call to appreciate your middle bit...

I Love My Life...