As regular readers will know, over the last few months, I became quite unwell well, with fevers, lethargy, persistently low haemoglobin level (HB) and generally feeling crappy. Also, gradually (so gradually I didn’t realise it was happening), my muscles and joints began to stiffen and lock up. I was walking around like a wizened old man: bent over, no flexibility, only just able to touch my toes.
I eventually spent a couple of weeks in two different hospitals. But it seemed that no-one could find the problem, until one young and enthusiastic doctor
thought he recognised it, because it was his specialty. He sent me for a full body MRI and which confirmed his hunch. I had something I could barely pronounce: Polymyalgia Rheumatica (PMR). (more…)