Google Was Right

I said in my last blog that, with the help of Google, I had diagnosed my leg problem as a herniated disc. It's been troubling me since early April when Marion rushed me into A&E. I was in terrible pain but after a day of waiting and an X-ray I was told that it was a "muscle spasm". Thing slowly improved and an orthopedic  consultant told me that the cause of my pain was a mystery.  

At a second visit to the consultant I was booked in for an MRI scan. The scan was six weeks away and during the wait I had a return of the horrendous pain. Marion managed to get my scan brought forward and I went through the MRI machine in agony. I got a message that my results were in and I was referred to the spinal unit. I asked "when" would I see a specialist to discuss the results and was told late July or early August.

I reckon that I've taken almost a thousand painkillers in the last three months and the thought of another three hundred before being seen was unbearable. So I decided to go private. I know that this is selfish and unfair on the thousands suffering like me but we can afford it and life is too short to be spent in debilitating agony. I've done virtually nothing but sit in a chair for three months.

My private consultancy confirmed what Google told me weeks ago and I can wait for the disc to resolve itself (could be weeks could be months), have an injection or an operation. An operation is quite drastic and has a long recovery time so I've gone for the injection and will be having that next week. Fingers crossed it will do the trick. If I chose the NHS route for the same treatment it would be about two months. Wish me luck.

I've not had a lot of luck on eBay recently (although being housebound has given me plenty of time to try) but I really like this stylish little vase that I found and hope that it will sell well.

When I worked for Barclays it was a very stuffy and conservative business. How times have changed. I checked out my app the other day and it's now in the LGBT rainbow colors -well done. 

Although I said that I've been housebound and that led to us cancelling our private viewing of the Dior Exhibition at the V&A, there was one event booked that I really didn't want to miss. Marion drove me with friends to The Froize pub near Rendlesham Forest on Saturday evening.

We came to see this bunch. Merry Hell are the best band you've never heard of. We saw them last year in Snape and loved them enough to follow them on Facebook. When we saw that they were returning to Suffolk we booked straight away. 

We enjoyed a good meal included in the admission price in the sunny garden and then were entertained for over two hours.

Support act Hannah Scott proved herself to be a versatile songwriter and performer with some great melodies.

And Merry Hell gave us a set of unbridled joy. What a great night!

The rabbits may have gone but here is their legacy. About three of the thirteen new roses planted now look like this.

I haven't managed a single outing with my detector in 2019 yet. Fortunately my slipped disc has coincided with the time when the fields are full of crops but it won't be long before we hear the roar of the combine harvesters and the fields will searchable again. I made these three little displays for farmers to give them an idea of what I've been finding. There's hundreds of years of history in these little bits of metal.