This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Hi peeps,

Well I wandered to the library and by lunchtime I started felling tired again and my lungs felt like they had fluid in again and I began to wonder how sensible it was to keep treating this illness myself with just advice from the doctor and NHS by phone and email.

So I walked up to the hospital and they assessed me, and told me I was right that I was now starting to get better and that I should just keep up the nitroglycerine in order to keep my lungs clear and I should be ok.
Yay, all happy now, all lived happily ever after. It may take a few weeks, so I will keep eating vitamins and using TCP and salt.

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