A week ago yesterday, I traveled to London to meet up with a large group of friends, all of whom I love, and many of whom I have never met before. Including one of my best friends. This is the way so many groups and friendships work, much to the horror of my parents (well, mother), who simply cannot get their heads around how you can care so much for people you haven’t met. I didn’t meet one of my bridesmaids until she came down for my wedding, and I love her like family.
It was a lovely get together, and I found myself saying “nice to see you” rather than “nice to meet you”, because all these people were people, and are people, I know, rather than strangers. We’ve known each other for years and we all know the details of our lives are safely stored in these friends.
I had to start the day at 5.30am which is a killer of a time anyway, but completely evil when you have to be on public transport by 6.30. The only way I managed the whole day was to have a nap in the corner of the conference room in the middle of things, and it is a sign to our friendships that people only thought about throwing yarn at me, rather than actually doing it.
I’m still recovering, which is part of my radio silence lately, the other part owing to every item of technology I own, leaving me unable to access WordPress…. Much twitching and swearing has ensued.
In the meantime, I’ve managed to gather another rare condition to add to my list (you know where any form asks for existing medical conditions? I have a book), and this one really has managed to terrify me. It’s called Dunbar Syndrome, or MALS, and is quite a critical issue to be dealt with. A ligament is compressing one of my major arteries which leaves me at risk of several issues. I will be having a consultation with a surgeon quite soon, and surgery not long after, from what I’ve been told.
It’s not the fact there is another condition to deal with that has scared me, I’m used to that. But what has scared me is that rather than my ‘usual’ chronic issues, this is acute, and needs dealing with immediately. The fact it is involving an artery is terrifying me. Right now I am just very scared, and feel out of touch with my body. I feel frustrated that after all the years of saying I have abdominal pain, something has been discovered accidentally which shows I am in danger. I keep looking at LittleCrafter and not knowing what to do or say to approach this.