Feeling grotty

I've suffered from headaches for as long as I can remember, sometimes getting as many as five or six in a week, and occasional migraines, but recently I had what I can only describe as a sinister headache. I was on the train home from Leeds a month or so ago, reading quietly whilst curled up on a double seat, when I got a very sudden, sharp headache in my right temple, the whole thing lasting no more than a second. This happened three times in a short interval, and after the third one part of the right-side of my face went numb. I could still move it with no problems, and could still feel it if I scratched my cheek with a nail, but it felt a little numb. Since then this has happened a few times, so I went to the doctor on Tuesday. He is 99% certain that it is a form of migraine, but because he has that 1% of doubt he's referring me to the "headache clinic" at a local hospital. I've no idea what is going to happen there, but seeing as I'm having to take Paracetamol and Ibuprofen tablets like sweets these days it is bound to be an improvement.

I also went to hospital on Tuesday to be discharged from the speech therapy clinic. Once again they did the usual laryngoscopy examination, but found that my vocal cords are still not working correctly, and so I'm still under their care and have to go back in another six months. Not the news I was hoping for.

Since Tuesday I've been full of a cold, the worst affected part of me being my throat. I don't often get sore throats but yesterday and today have felt as though I have tried to swallow a cactus, and even when I'm not talking or swallowing it hurts like hell, but when I do try these activities it is even worse. Not great then.

I didn't post after the Morrissey gig the other week, so here's the short review: Fantastic! The man is a legend. Edinburgh was wonderful, albeit full of French people when we were there because of the "Six Nations" rugby match at Murrayfield on the Sunday. We stayed in the Novotel on Lauriston Place and it was actually very nice, and we walked a lot - the new walking boots we got were a godsend, even though they did rub like mad because they were new.