"Limboland" the wilderness before diagnosis

Tried to post this before here goes 3rd time lucky. Anyone remember this - what were/are your thoughts on the time taken:

In a strange twilight zone

I find myself alone

Not knowing what the future holds

Clinging to the hope, nay belief that my mind is playing tricks.

It is all a figment of the imagination

For yesterday I could walk and run carefree

Today is different my limbs scream out in agony

And contortion of my muscles make grotesque twitching movements

The stabbing pains bring a sharp intake of breath

I sink back into the chair in the faint hope that sitting still will

Subdue the pain.

If only it were true that great British tradition a cup of tea cures all ills.

But how to get cup to mouth another obstacle to be overcome.

Quite simply every day mundane things take planning and ingenuity.

I wait in this barren city  Limboland

Surely somebody out there will hear my cries and bring me in from the cold.

The long awaited consultation day comes and out the window go my

Symptoms determined as ever to make me seem the fool.   Perhaps it is

All in my mind.

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