Gazing over the hills, I breathed in lungfuls of fresh air.
It was June 2021 and I was celebrating my 40th birthday with friends.
We’d rented a lodge in Aberdeenshire and spent the days hiking in the gorgeous countryside.
But as I surveyed the never-ending sky, I felt something strange in my mouth.
A niggle. Odd.
During the following days, the sensation happened every time I swallowed.
A scratching sort of pain.
But nothing else was wrong with me.
After my celebrations in Scotland, I travelled to Suffolk to see my mum Sue, then 58.
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