In the rapping words of Craig David: "RE-EE-Lapse".
After everything we have been through together I am so sorry to break the following news to you all.
The leukaemia has reappeared in the bone marrow and I have only got weeks or months to live.
In the end I decided to have no further intensive treatment.
I had made up my mind a long time ago that if I was given this news I would stay healthy for as long as possible and enjoy spending time with my friends and family.
This might sound strange to some of you but after talking to my medical team today I am still confident I have made the right choice - the fact that it was my choice was also important.
I could have contracted an infection and died in circumstances beyond my control.
The facts of the matter were this strange, chronic version of the disease, has already resisted the following;
1. Two cycles of chemotherapy.
2. High dose chemotherapy and radiotherapy before the bone marrow transplant.
3. A new immune system from my donated cells which was supposed to hunt it out.
4. The drug Glivec which has transformed the treatment of classic chronic myeloid leukaemia.
My consultant said the chance of more chemotherapy leading to a long-term cure was perhaps around 20%.
If there were no side effects, and I could have had it over a couple of hours then gone home, I might have considered it.
As anyone who has undergone chemo for leukaemia will tell you it's horrible.
But more importantly, as it wipes out the bone marrow cells which create your immune system, you can't leave the ward until it has regenerated sufficiently. This can take up to three weeks.
Put simply, I've had enough.
I have thought if maybe I was older, Poppy and I had married and we had children, then maybe my thought process would be different.
As it stands my quality of life has been greatly reduced by my Graft versus Host Disease (GvHD) and I have never quite recovered from the bone marrow transplant.
My mind still wants to do all the things any 26-year-old can do - but I can't.
I am thinking a lot at the moment about my wonderful parents, sister Carrie and the rest of my family. Their support and loyalty throughout everything warranted a thoroughly better outcome.
They don't deserve any of this.
As for me I'm feeling OK. I've been preparing for this eventuality now for the best part of 18 months.
I've led a decent life, seen a lot of the world and been in a job I've enjoyed.
As for dying - how can anyone be scared of something that is going to happen to every single one of us?
The crux of the matter is that in the next couple of weeks I will become progressively ill as my bone marrow cells get increasingly out of control.
The most likely cause of death will be a nasty infection.
One of the saddest aspects for me is that I hoped Baldy's Blog would shine out as a beacon in the too often tragic world of blood cancers.
I honestly thought I had conquered the leukaemia, that I could manage the GvHD, get married and have children.
I really wanted that to be the end of this story and show that people can overcome this disease.
Well the message I want readers to take is that people regularly do. There are so many success stories for every person this doesn't work out for.
I have been EXCEPTIONALLY unlucky.
Anyway, there are a few more things I want to take care of so you've not heard the last of me yet.
Thank you again for every single word you have all posted. I've had some terrible times over the last year and a half and you have no idea just what comfort they have provided.