So, I had the required MRI scan today. I arrived at 10.10 and booked in. I was told my scan was at 10.40 (probably because I had to have an injection first) but they were running half an hour late. Anyway I changed and was shown to a chair in a drafty corridor. Having said that, the last time I had an MRI it was out in a 'mobile' facility in the car park and the changing arrangement were poor to say the least.
I waited ages and then the staff realised they had better offer me some explanation; I kept calm as it was not their fault. Then they suggested I come back another day as they were unable to get hold of a doctor to give me the injection. I pointed out that the scan was vital for my surgery on Tuesday 1st May.
I waited some more and a guy came to do the honours. I waited 10-15 minutes for the jab to take effect then went through and had the scan which seemed to last a long time. It was quite comfortable in the machine so I think I dozed off! I didn't have any headphone music on (I was asked) but was alone with my thoughts so I went through a course of Beverley in my head. After that I tried to pick out the harmonics in the loud buzzing sound from the machine.
I drove back to school, ate a sandwich I had bought on the way and had a normal afternoon.
Friday, 27 April 2018
Thursday, 26 April 2018
MRI
I have an MRI scan tomorrow. I have had to phone the hospital three times to get the appointment. This is bizarre because I was told the surgery I am to have depended upon this scan. You'd think they would send out the time and date sooner.
Sunday, 1 April 2018
Cancer Diagnosis
I have had a skin condition all my life (BXO) and have occasionally been warned that it can turn sinister.
Over the years I have had a lot of surgery to enable me to pass water efficiently and to remove 'unhappy' tissue. In the last couple of years I have had the following surgery:
I now face a glansectomy so I propose to put a few updates on here in case anyone stumbles across this blog.
Please note it is well after midday on April 1st - this is not a joke. In fact tomorrow (2nd) would be my 35th wedding anniversary. Now that I am separated I face this surgery more or less alone apart from friends who are supporting me.
I will be 60 towards the end of this year. My target is to reach 74, the age at which my father died; I shall then feel not too hard done by!
Over the years I have had a lot of surgery to enable me to pass water efficiently and to remove 'unhappy' tissue. In the last couple of years I have had the following surgery:
- Initial Biopsy, revealing non-invasive cancerous node.
- Excision of cancer boundary.
- Dynamic sentinel lymph node biopsy (resulting in an infection which put me in hospital for 4 days followed by 2 weeks on injected anti-biotics)
I now face a glansectomy so I propose to put a few updates on here in case anyone stumbles across this blog.
Please note it is well after midday on April 1st - this is not a joke. In fact tomorrow (2nd) would be my 35th wedding anniversary. Now that I am separated I face this surgery more or less alone apart from friends who are supporting me.
I will be 60 towards the end of this year. My target is to reach 74, the age at which my father died; I shall then feel not too hard done by!
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