Home from the hospital at last. Yesterday I eventually had the catheterisation which essentially dicovered that there was nothing seriously wrong with my heart and this morning the nice resident Karen T told me they suspected the very thing I had suggested to Cathy last Wednesday, namely that my heart gets short of oxygen when I get apnea and hurts like hell at first but then gets oxygen and hurts less and less. Still, I really enjoyed the rest and got into the drama of possibly dying and remaining dispassionate about it. I've decided to open up more in this blog since so few people read them anyway.
Kilve - The Germans wanted a new stretch of coastline to visit, so I just sent them off to the North Somerset one. Minehead, Dunster, Kilve and The Quantocks. Th...
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