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Waiting For my Diagnosis
I first got notably sick in the summer of 2019. I thought I had simply burnt out from a winter of overtraining for more marathons than was sensible. At least, more than was sensible with a full-time freelance business running my life.
Fast-forward to now, and we’ve all been through 2 testing years of pandemic, recession, and now the cost of living crisis all over Europe and the US while the people of Ukraine try to survive a war.
The last couple of years have been an epic challenge for all of us.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m an endurance sports fan and I relish a challenge. But maybe that’s been part of my downfall — my relentless pushing and refusal to rest.
Just before Christmas 2021 I found out where most of my symptoms were coming from. A breast clinic visit revealed I had a grade 3 rupture in my right breast implant and a smaller leak in my left.
Silicon has migrated into my lymphatic system, meaning it could potentially end up almost anywhere in my body.
Ah yes, another one of my ‘adventures’ where I said yes to doing mad things — in this case elective cosmetic surgery — was coming back to bite me on my butt.
Silicon has migrated into my lymphatic…
