So, 7 days from now I’ll be on holiday. Lying around being waited on hand and foot – just press a button and someone comes running. Oh yes, Costa Del Bristol Royal Hospital for Children! Urgh.

I was really stressed about it at first, then I semi-accepted it (for about a week…). Now I’m incredibly stressed again! I’m really dreading it, I’ve thought of little else since I got the date for going.

I suppose now I’ll just be glad when it’s over! I have no idea what they want to do other than a muscle biopsy and possibly repeat the test I had done locally on 1st August, if not repeat that test they want to do the sticking wire in muscle part of it that I couldn’t have done then.

I’m absolutely dreading the muscle biopsy. I don’t know which method they’re going to use (it can be done either with a needle or an open method – I believe needle is usually under a local anaesthetic and open under a general anaesthetic) and I’m terrified 😉

I hate being away from my animals too, especially Vale (who was six on Saturday!).

Last year was so messed up – my 03/04 academic year was absolutely amazing, I had the most fantastic time. Then the 04/05 started even better, then I caught some kind of viral infection thing (we think) in December and poof, I missed the whole of the rest of the year except for a couple of events at the very end of the year.

Of course my luck being my luck term began today, I’m hoping to go up to school some time this week just to see them because college begins next week – of course it has to begin when I’m in hospital! Then I have an appointment with my surgeon in October to decide when he wants to operate on my spine. Goodness knows how long I’ll be off for after that but I would think at least two months. I really wanted to make the most of this year too because almost the whole class are leaving at the end of this year.

Welcome to my life 😆