it wasn’t like it is in the porn films…

It’s about twenty-four hours since I went into hospital as there was blood and pus oozing from an abscess, and the doctor on call told me to head for the Royal Victoria Hospital in Belfast. So, BelDoc told me to go to Accident and Emergency, so a friend of my boyfriend came over from north Belfast to east Belfast to take us to west Belfast and the RVH, I suspect that we did make it into south Belfast at some point but I’m not quite sure of the constituency boundaries. Once there, I reported on my predicament: having attended the … Continue reading it wasn’t like it is in the porn films…

August 30

Last night was one of the worst since diagnosis. But today has been much better. The support that I’ve received over the last few months has been made even clearer in the actions of others today. Kr- texted to check I was ok after last night. K. also contacted me to check we were mates still after our falling out yesterday. And S. made in clear he was worried about me. And today’s BBQ was great. Awful weather but great friends. Thank you to all of them. A., S., S., P., N., B., T., T., J., and R.! Continue reading August 30