Well no turning back now as the scan has been done. This Star Trek of a machine has peered deep inside my body and if there are any gremlins there this little beauty will find them. I did not have to drink the radioactive gloop after all? Just had to neck a litre of water. I was then dressed in a kinky little gown with my arse jutting out. Then I had this injection that I was warned, would make my buttocks go warm? Well it was the best thing that had happened to me all day so that was a joy in itself? They scanned my chest down to my tum and now the dreaded wait begins. I am presuming I will get a letter calling me back for results (pessimistic me has already decided what they will be) in a few days.
I got talking to a few people there. Horrific stories of Doctors misdiagnosis (don't I know from being an undertaker) One chap was told not to worry as he had slipped a disc...nope it was bone cancer. Even when he was rolling around the doc's floor in agony they gave him a paracetamol? The other chap was told he had a tummy bug....you can guess the rest. I have to say that it was very upsetting as these guys looked quite fit and well and yet deep inside something was eating there very life away.
On reflection I think I would have preferred the 6 hours shopping with my missus!
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