*Long exhaled breath*

This week has been, well, tough. Emotionally, it has been turbulent. Physically, i have been here there and everywhere. Wednesday saw me visit a distant hospital to meet a completely new team, something which has been in the pipeline for a while- but not overly concerning as i thought i would merely receive a cursory 'going over' and be told to tootle off on my way. Not so.
Apart from being told i am a confusing, bemusing and puzzling patient; i was also told that due to the ferocious and turbulent nature of my decline, a pair of new lungs need to be seriously considered, and sooner rather than later.
After almost falling off my chair (not metaphorically, i do believe i was teetering precariously whilst looking somewhat ghostly), i failed to ask the host of questions i had prepared and silently seethed at just how unprepared i had been.
One thing i had instilled in myself for prior to my visit was the fact that no matter what happened in that room, i would emerge the same person i walked in as. Whether anyone else realises this or not, i've yet to decide.