been there, scanned that

Today is a CT scan. A CT is easy: no canula, just lie down, lie still for five minutes. The CT is to test the level of fluid in my brain. You'd think a dipstick would be even easier.

Deb drops me in Subi with time to spare.

It's a pity that I'm at the wrong place... I'm booked into Duncraig.

So I look harmless and confused (easy enough) and they scan me at Subi.

After the scan I wait a few minutes while a doctor does a quick check of the scan. I'm sitting with four other scannees. It's a good reminder...

These other people are chatting about their various cancers. And various treatments. I could point to my growing collection of scars but really... here & now all my problems are trivial. My only claim to fame is that my cancer is definitely terminal. Meanwhile, I have regularly complained of the side-effects of the various treatments.

This small group has had similar treatments. For longer. With similar side-effects.

I'm not exactly cheered up. But I'm reminded of how lucky I am.

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Then the doctor says that the scan looks okay, I can go home -- and I do.

It's not official till the brain surgeon says so. But for today I'm allowed home :-)

So I'm healthy for the next few days at least.

And after that... I'll work on making that... *fit* and well :-)

Dr Nick Lethbridge / Consulting Dexitroboper

...        Agamedes Consulting / Problems ? Solved

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