It’s not really pain. No, I can’t call it that, though some might. It’s just a huge discomfort and makes walking difficult. But he has pushed. As he does. And hopefully now I will get a scan sooner rather than later (thanks to a very nice sounding Scottish doctor) and finally find out what is causing it. Meanwhile, I didn’t walk this morning. He persuaded me to rest. I’d hoped that my body would recognise this sacrifice and instantly feel better. Not so. So be it. Work will distract, as will tea.
Are you well?
