One day to go!

I'll be admitted tomorrow, with the RP taking place around 10:00am/11:00am. Mr.D.M. Quinlan, the surgeon, has four scoping procedures to carry out first, then I'm up.

The thought is still pretty scary. I go through low level 'panic' periods daily. Mornings are best, when I'm a bit 'gung-ho', but later on, it goes the other way. I'm usually fairly ok in the evening. Bearing this in mind, I'm glad it's happening in th morning.

For the past while, I've been getting cards, phone calls, emails and pats on the shoulder from clubmates and others in the athletic fraternity, friends and acquaintences. these are most heartening and it's uplifting to know that so many are rooting for me.

I took my last run last night, going out with the Ladies Meet & Train group. After that it was down to mowing the lawn. After that I got the "mads" and started tackling the ivy growing up our side wall. It has been threatening to take over the planet, and I'd decided to cut it back. After all, I'm certainly not going to be going up a ladder for the foreseeable future. I'm less likely to be lifting a heavy wooden ladder. At least now it's a little bit under control - I only went at the sides. The top is as bad as ever.

I hope to keep a detailed diary of my experiences in hospital and post it here, so that others might benefit from it.

So that's it for now. I'll be in hospital for 8 to 10 days, so there'll be no update until late May/early June.