On a whim, I called the patient liaison at the Homerton today. She actually knew who I was! I think I've gotten so used to being a nobody and just a number that I'm actually taken aback when someone acts like they know me and/or my case. Funny that.

Relatively calm but semi-good news is that I'm on the list to be discussed at the end of the month. This is where the multi-disciplinary team gets together to talk about upcoming cases as well as their funding. So keep your fingers crossed (are they starting to cramp yet, having been crossed for eight months?)!

Eight months. Well, at least there continues to be (ever so slow) progress. All I know is that I'm more ready than ever to get things on the road. I'm taking this medicine for my stupid overactive thyroid (who ever heard of a fat lady with an OVER active thyroid) and they've confirmed it's not helping against my battle of the bulge.

Don't get me wrong, the pie I had yesterday isn't either - but the medicine is at least a tiny part of my excuse.