When one door closes, another opens right?

My throat felt swollen and sore, I felt trapped in a cage of tiredness where I would wake up tired no matter how many hours I slept and I had a fever accompanied with the usual flu like symptoms. A week after feeling like that I decided enough was enough and I went to doctors. During the examination he took a look in my throat in which he said something very much like “Wow, take a look at your throat in the mirror”. I was greeted by two meatball sized enlarged tonsils almost glaring back as if to say why haven’t you noticed us up until now. That was over six months ago, I have had two courses of antibiotics, enough blood tests to make a haemophiliac cry, several other tests and trips to specialist departments. I still have intermittent fevers and flu symptoms, still have chronic fatigue symptoms, waking up tired and bloated tonsils that glare back at me.

In 2 weeks time I need to be medically cleared in order to go back to my research, which at moment involved making mosquito larvae fluoresce in as many cells as possible. That’s my PhD project. I am making fluorescent green mosquitoes which if I could research further will eventually help us understand a little bit more about insecticide resistance, hopefully. Insecticide resistance being the mess we make for our self by over use of insecticides without any fore thought to what might be the consequences. Considering that my next appointment with the hospital isn’t till November, I am in trouble. Ever since I was twelve I wanted to be a genetic engineer at that time mostly inspired by the teenage mutant ninja turtles and some other media about genetic engineering. As you can imagine school was interesting for someone who said quite readily to anyone who asked “I want to be a genetic engineer when I grow up!”

I am sailing on the sea of uncertainty, I don’t know whether I be able to do the career I have planned to do this I was twelve, I don’t even know if I be able to get out of bed without hours of effort and willing my eyes to stay open. Things are less than good, thank you karma if this about the jokes about ME I regret them, although some of them were still funny. The good news about the unexpected is it means I can try something different maybe even radically different so I am going to likely be embarking on adventures and you are welcome on the ride. Things I am already thinking about doing are learning about hypnosis, renewable energy, free economics, political activism, Nikola Tesla and self sufficiency and permaculture (thank the good life for those two) that’s just for starters.

This will hopefully be a how to / how I got on guide with those topics and many more inspired by many writers including Tim Ferriss, Neil Strauss and John-Paul Flintoff.

 
I hope I didn’t offend any haemophiliac’s or Me suffers in my defence to haemophiliac comment I was going to go with enough to make a vampire wet but all TV has left me with the impression that vampires are bad ass and best not messed with.