I’M woken a coupla times to get the drips and stuff changed but generally have a pretty good night’s sleep – the first since Christmas Eve.

More bloods taken at 7am then the doc drops by soon after – they’re happy with my progress, bloods and reckon I can come off all the intravenous stuff….and I can go home today 🙂

A chat with the doc pretty much rules out any link between this and last week’s ‘episodes’ and the ongoing and random vomiting issue I’ve battled for 20 years.

This is down to a flare-up of diverticular disease – they ‘found’ it after an ass-cam session a few years ago but it wasn’t a big deal and apparently 80% of folks develop it and most never even know it’s there. I’ve been a bit unlucky.

No cure, but a high fibre diet can help (…mmm….I generally stick to pretty high fibre diet anyway)…and I’ll get called for another ass-cam in six-to-eight weeks.

Can’t help feeling a bit disappointed that none of the CT scans and tests etc have taken us any closer to a cause of the more ‘usual’ vomiting thing that floors me. But at least it puts it back in the line of fire for a chat with the local doc.

While I’m still far from ‘normal’ I’m feeling much better and Margaret comes to get me early afternoon.

My plans for the next week or so? Do sweet fuck all…