Anyway the poor professor having asked the question was in no way ready for the answer. All my thoughts, my emotions and the rationale behind my need to find out came running out of my mouth like a tsunami.
Tag: Inherited Genetic Conditions
The year after my Dad’s diagnosis
I asked myself, minute by minute, everyday and the weeks turned into months. I wavered and agonised over whether to have the test or not. I started to feel as the time passed that I could not escape the question. My gut feeling was I want to find out.
Kicked in a stomach by a horse
In another way his diagnosis was a relief. There was an explanation for his behaviour, a rationale behind his thoughts, a reason why he had suddenly decided to walk 6 miles across Ashdown Forest in the dark
