Got home tonight to find letter from Hospital. they have arranged a CAT scan for this Saturday. Now I know this does not involve a manky old moggy being dangled over my tum but instead (I have been briefed) I have to drink 16 gallons of this foul tasting liquid and then be battered with radiation. Well what would I prefer, shopping with the missus for 6 hours or that????/
The specialist wants to see if all these years of problems, is down to IBS or something else (gulp) Now I have to say that I am a tad nervous as I am at the age where my Mum was diagnosed with the big C. I suppose this is natural really? Anyway it is not to long to wait, although you do not get the results on the day!
As for last nights playing. Well, it was better than last Sunday and thats a fact but I have not been putting the work in because of obvious distractions so still not a happy teddy.
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