Several years ago in March, when I was 60 years of age, I began to feel pains deep in my arms. When I got the same pain in my legs I went to see my doctor.
The doctor did some blood tests and called me back the same day. She said I had leukaemia and that I had to go straight to hospital that night. Evidently my blood count was so low the hospital staff expected me to be admitted in a wheel chair.
They put me into isolation in case I caught something. The next day the specialist confirmed that I had an acute form of leukaemia and I would only last three months without treatment, but I wasn’t that interested in the name of the complaint at the time.