Anyway, still seeing the osteopath (four times in the last two and half weeks) but I've now gone back to my GP to kick her butt into action. There has to be something wrong, something that's causing this. It's been going on for two years. I have this nightmare where I'll be dead in a year's time and they're going to open me up and find a watermelon-sized tumor and go, yikes, no wonder the bitch was in pain. I'm going slightly mad, to quote a dead great singer and musician. She's sending me in for CT scans, thorac and lumbosac spine. I'm getting my big dose of x-rays on Friday and Saturday. I should glow in the dark after that.
To cheer me up, here's some pretty:
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