A few weeks ago I went to the doctor with chest pains and persistent cough. Doctor I saw diagnosed post nasal drip caused by hay fever, said it would take a while to go away take OTC hay fever tablets etc. She also looked at a lump that I thought was a hernia but she thought was probably fat, but booked an ultrasound anyhow. So I stopped driving everywhere roof down, only went out on the bike after sunset (to be fair the heat was too bad anyway) and resigned myself to a summer of hay fever misery. The cough got worse. Two weeks ago I was on my way back from Sheffield to Hull and I had to pull off the motorway as I had chest pains and couldn't breathe. Ambulance did an ECG and said "nothing cardiac, see your GP as probably muscular caused by the chronic cough" Saw GP Monday 30th. To be exact saw prescribing nurse, who called the GP in as it was a bit more than "take these tablets come back in 7 days if not better" Almost no breath sounds on right side; and the "maybe" hernia had incarcerated. Ambulance called. Within hours I'm in surgery. Sidenote: I have a massive, deep set and worked on for years fear of hospitals and medical procedures. You can see how this is going can't you.... Two days on ICU, total 5 days in hospital getting mentally worse but physically better, sent home with antibiotics and instruction to rest a lot but move around as much as I can. Diagnosis of Pneumonia. Why am I posting this? Because I need to vent; because I need support; because I've got an SLK I can't drive for a few weeks... This has been probably the worst few weeks of my life so far!