"Maybe you have had a mini-stroke" she said.

So got to doing some research on ye olde worlde webbe.

"Not so much a mini-stroke" says I, "looks like it could be a proper job" says I.

This was all after I was admiring my desirous physique in the mirror and noticed a bit of wasting of muscle in my left arm and what appeared to be a collapsed vein just around that muscle.

I hadnt thought about it before, but it tied in with something that happened about 3 months ago. I lost all strength in my left arm and my dinner tray went crashing to the floor. I thought it strange at the time but with all the chemicals the doctors had been getting me to swallow I wasnt overly surprised, and put it down to that.

Now I must start remedial action and start building up the muscle and strength in that arm again.

I am not bothering with the doctors. They have already intimated that if I was a house I would be demolished. It also doesnt fit in with my lifestyle philosophy. I just hope that when the time comes I will be as confident and strong about death as I am ordinarily.