Fit-to-Fly Again

I was back at the doctor's today to get the fit-to-fly certificate and some more pills. My condition was a little better, so she agreed to write a fit-to-fly letter for me - but if I had looked as ill as last time I saw her she wouldn't have. Although I knew I needed a letter for the airline, I never really allowed myself to think that this would prove impossible - now it seems that I came close to another crisis with this. If the worst had come to the worst, I was going to see my consultant, but I'm not sure I would have had the time now, with only three working days left before I am due to go to Korea.

The seriousness with which the doctor has taken this matter made me reflect again on my fitness to travel, and I'm beginning to think it could be a very bad idea. The trip was planned in better days, and the last three months have not been good, which puts a different perspective on such ideas.

As the day of my departure approaches, my life has become increasingly chaotic as I attempt to complete a large number of prerequisite tasks, and it's only adding to my woes. In the last two days I have travelled to Leeds and Manchester while feeling quite unwell, and while I like to think there's something heroic in pushing myself to the limit, the truth is that it's been exhausting and miserable. The Korea trip may well be exhausting and miserable on a much grander scale, and it will not end there; much travelling will be required afterwards and there are trips to Seoul and Japan scheduled, not to mention everything that needs to be done to live in Korea for a few months.