Lying in bed, I could barely sleep.
‘For God sake,’ I cursed – tossing and turning, trying not to wake my fiancé, Nicola, 40.
I’d had a trapped nerve in my right leg for a few weeks, but the medication my doctor had prescribed wasn’t working.
Sciatica – a fairly common nerve issue – runs in my family, so I tried to put it to one side and carry on like normal.
Working nights as a doorman six days a week, seeing my son Kai, 10, every weekend and taking him to football, as well as looking after the lot at home!
With Nicola’s two children from a previous relationship, Nathan, 22, and Poppy, 11, living with us, life was busy.
I rarely got a spare five minutes to even…