Not just a song by the Bee Gees, ya know, the word has a proper meaning. A real meaning for something that’s gone horribly wrong. Like poor Emiliano Sala, the Argentinian striker. A double tragedy. First he has the misfortune to sign to play for Cardiff City, and then, if that’s not bad enough, he doesn’t even make it to the Principality to start. As his plane crashed into the sea just around the Channel Islands. A little plane. Coming from Nantes in France. With just two little propellers. No jets. What a terrible thing. There by the grace of Harry Kane go I…

So following the great mystery quasi-TIA, possible near-death, almost tragic (more ‘tragic’), incident of 2018, I’ve been tested more than any lab rat could ever imagine. If rats can imagine anything, that is. I’ve been prodded and probed and scanned and filmed and screened and wired up for the last week. And that’s all great. But is probably all for nought (we hope).

What I’ve also done, as per every medic I’ve seen or spoken with (and they are legion) is take Aspirin. The world’s favourite blood thinner. 75mg every day. Doesn’t exactly ‘keep the doctor away’ in my experience but is an all round good thing to do.

And remember, this whole palava started because I was reading the paper and it so perfectly described my funny little event and warned me to CHECK INTO HOSPITAL NOOOOW!!!! AND DON’T COME OUT TIL YOU’RE FIXED OR DEAD!!!! without worrying me in any way, obvs. So how surprised was I to read today, in that very same paper, that ‘taking Aspirin will turn you into a silly bleeder!!’ or words to that effect. That the routine taking of that seemingly harmless little sweetie leads to more cases of stomach bleeds, ulcers and problems than it cures. Well, didn’t actually imply that statistical probability. What is said was that out of every 200 Aspirin addicts, 1 will possibly develop some bleeding problem or other.

Basically; WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE. That’s what the newspapers really say by endlessly contradicting their own advice. Though we know that anyway. Its more a matter of ‘when, exactly??’ And possibly ‘why?’

Happy Wednesday

A xxxx