The last moments seen right of nervous good health back at the end of July…
I’ve been waiting to post these thoughts for four months as my left arm and hand’s ulnar nerve has begun, at last, to heal from a very nasty uncharacteristically (honest) alcohol-related, zero miles-per-hour crash in Dublin at the end of July.
The great Round-the-World cycle tour probably won’t happen as a result, and aged just over 60 with what MRI scans and X-rays inform me is a not-unusual-for-the-age arthritic neck, I’ve learned more than ever I would have wished to about how nerves can get damaged and then slowly – VERY slowly – begin to heal .
It should have been, after all, a very safe Cirencester Church Choir’s summer trip to Dublin, singing the weekend services at St Patrick’s Cathedral. So how did it happen? Continue reading