Other tests etc.

After the diagnosis I was scheduled for other tests.  These were just in case...

I had a CT Scan.  It is not up there with some tests.  I had to drink this milky looking liquid, nearly a litre of it.  They then put a needle in my arm.  This will not be the first or last time I mention this but I don't do needles at the best of times.  The closest I get to a needle is when I am doing cross stitch.

Sitting in the chair I explained about my issue with needles to the nurse and she was very good.  I have to say that it was not the most pleasant of things. After this procedure I was back out in the waiting room for the next part.

I have remained prepared for anything and this waiting room was enhanced by the addition of a book that I have started reading.  Desperate Romantics by Fanny Moyle - recently dramatised by the BBC starring that very handsome Aidan Turner as the mad, bad and dangerous to know Dante Gabriel Rossitti, some time leader of the Pre-Raphaelite botherhood.

I had not even finished by lovely cocktail when they called me in for the scan.  I went in and took my place on the bed.  I then went for the first scan.  The nurse returned and attached me to the intravenous drip. Firstly she said if I felt any difference, which I didn't, she then said that that was the right answer.  All of a sudden she released the drip and I had the most unusual feeling as my body went warm and I had a metallic taste in my mouth followed by the thought that I had wet myself.  Thankfully they were all feelings and not actual happenings.  I then went for the second run through the scanner.

A week on from these events I can report that all was clear.  I must say that I am glad they were not looking for a brain or they would have been sadly disappointed.  They found what they thought was a heart but on final reflection was a swinging brick, well that is what mom says.