We went for a walk, me and George, to the park in the bitter frost. It was beautiful. I haven't been there for a long time through being so ill but it felt like another little badge to pin on to say look at me - I'm really getting better.
I don't think I ever said, though I wrote a post about this a while ago. I deleted it as it seemed like a bit of a bore. My thyroid stopped working is the thing, now I take a lot of thyroxine and will almost certainly have to for the rest of my life nut the upshot is, I am feeling alive again once more. I'm still a little anaemic and my immune system will take a while to work properly again, hence cough, cold, tonsillitis ad nauseum, but it's all getting so much better, please please don't let me have jinxed it by saying that.
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