The events of the last 12 months have finally manifested themselves in a breakdown of my immune system and a very painful nerve infection. The right side of my body and my arm feels like it is on fire, prickled by a thousand darting needles. But don’t fear gently reader, this is my pain. This pain belongs to me and no-one can take it away from me. I thank my assailant for this pain. It is a nice Christmas present. I thank you. I suffer for you. And I thank the insurance company too for adding to this pain. And I thank myself for bringing us here and putting us all in the line of fire. I must be punished and if this is my punishment, then I will take it like a man.
What really hurts is not being able to pick up and hug my children, such is the pain and nature of the infection. This may possibly last until beyond Christmas and the pain could continue long afer the infection has been overthrown.
I have instructed The Missus to only call the doctors when I cannot leave my sick bed, such is my aversion to medicine. Thankfully, I am still walking around and lugging stuff, so no sign of me falling over just yet.

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