Well if I'm going in with both feet first - where better to start than back here in June.
I so... know were you're coming from, been there, seen the movie, worn the t-shirt TWICE.
Trouble is :-
I've writ nowt for years 'av terrible habit
of doin 'Pam Eyres'
Oh! How I know what you've been through.
All the symptoms so very true
but what can I add, to your sorry tale,
I can add, a vomit trail.
The Doctor's indifference, I can relate.
Dragged down the road, a most peculiar gait.
Sat at his table, nose to the ground,
daren't raise my head, whoa! spinning 'round.
My brain rejected, movement and space
and he couldn't see, panic in my face.
I say now, with little grace
that he was finally, put in his place.
This guy, indifferent, 'too busy' for me
had to get down upon his knee.
At last with concern but a little late.
Diagnosis, then told of my fate.
And...and...and then he said,
should've stayed safe, tucked up in bed!!!