Saturday. Blood results are in. Came in at midnight Friday night. One look and it says everything, PSA still rising and now my Creatine and Urea levels are rising as my eGFR is falling. Kidney shit basically. Functional but not going in right direction. So Saturday starts with printing off my results, colouring them in, contemplating them and digesting them.

Nothing to be done except drink more water and move on. I draft the blog with the results, make warm drinks and return to bed to share the results with my partner. Then it will be time for breakfast, dress the Christmas tree, go to the poetry Stanza this afternoon and dine with friends in the evening. I’m not feeling that jolly but fuck it what are the options? I can’t drink or fuck so my basics have gone so it will all have to be everything else, and there is a lot of that. These are my first thoughts, I’ve not had time to think about my second and third thoughts yet, they will come in time, until then; onwards.