You might have noticed I've gone quiet again.

I keep wanting to write an update, but things keep changing. The pain returned on the 27th of November, so we went to A&E, and essentially, the klebsiella is back. We thought we got a handle on it immediately with the colomycin, but after six days on that, I was in immense amounts of pain again and we've had to use a new one, gentamicin.

My body is being really slow to respond, and although I desperately want to be home for Christmas and do all of my usual things, that is not seeming a likely prospect at the moment. At one point, I was quite afraid I may not even leave hospital. Feeling slightly more optimistic now,

It is ironic that I have been trying to write a piece about how this was going to be my tenth consecutive Christmas at home, and this strikes. I am not expecting to wake up in my own bed on Christmas morning. I know I keep writing pieces saying that I think the end is nigh, but every single time, that is how it feels. This infection is going to take a long time to shift, and in the long term, there isn't really a plan yet. However, that was the same in 2013. I don't know. I'm just saying, don't be expecting my usual Christmas merriment. I am in hospital for the foreseeable future, maybe occasionally escaping, and I'll try and do bullet point updates, because I don't feel up to writing entire posts right now.