I thought I was going to die today

To get from the point of normal healthiness last night via the terrible pain and sickness starting just before 01.00 – to where the indescribably agony was ended in the local hospital over 12 hours later – is a journey of harrowing detail, continuous body-wrenching pain and much illness.

I shall gloss over the details save for the turning point – two injections and a bunch of medication administered by a very considerate emergency hours GP at the Alexandra hospital in Redditch.

I never want to go through that again, I really did think I was either going to expire painfully today or do myself in, in an attempt to end the agony and secure a different kind of release.

Now, however, I am back home in bed.

The horses remain unseen but if I’m up to it I’ll sneak in a visit to them tomorrow.

B.