Tomorrow I have my annual MRI scan, it is usually a long one. I feel like this time I might not get away with the - I was getting used to - all fine, two little ones but nothing to worry about. I feel like that because recently I've experienced pins and needles in my right hand. Nothing major, could be something else but there all the same. It brought back the memories of my heavy hand. The one I knew was a brain tumour.
It is doing it now in fact. My body, telling me it could be my turn again.
I've been hospital/operation free for nearly 8 years. Actually that's not strictly true because I had a C-section to have my beautiful and VHL free daughter.
But then again I thought a tingly toe might have been more sinister than the grumpy toenail it turned out to be. Maybe this is a case of a tight watch or bra. Perhaps too much typing on these things. A nerve that's going through some changes and unless it really does need taking out, my fictional tumour, I won't know until my appointment in November.
I wonder if I could call and ask.
Should I?
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
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