I've name changed for this, because it makes me feel ridiculously vulnerable.
I'm 62 and my health has not been great for some years. Every couple of year I get prescribed something new. I currently take 12 different tablets or capsules a day plus 3 inhalers.
This last year has been different. I was in hospital for 3 days with asthma and COPD this time next year, then again for a week in July. I've never been hospitalised for breathing difficulties before. At the time everyone put it down to my lifelong asthma, which seems to have masked the underlying issue.
I have been relentlessly Ill all year, getting a chest infection every six weeks or so since January. I knew there was something serious going on but had no idea what.
Then on Friday I was told that I have heart failure, but they don't know what's causing it. They've referred me to the hospital for an echocardiogram. They took loads of bloods and will call me when the results come back.
I make a point of not googling medical stuff but I was so scared I did. I have all the symptoms. I may not live long. For myself I'm not so bothered. I've been ill for so long. I have chronic back pain, depression and anxiety. My quality of life is poor.
I have two adult sons in their early 20s living at home and a DSD who loves me. Their dad died when the boys were at primary school. Me dying prematurely is the last thing they need. My older son never fully recovered from the death of his dad.
My parents are still alive. My death would be a terrible blow to them.
I guess I'm hoping for reassurance or perhaps just a hand hold.