Anyway there was good news after all, I don't have a hiatus hernia, pauses for applause and to take a bow ......
But we got a phone call last Thursday, 2nd May to go in and see the consultant that I saw on my first appointment earlier in the month. Once again it was confirmed no HH but that I appeared to have a wee bit of a lump at the bottom of the gullet where the flap should be that opens for food to be discharged into the stomach and that this was an oesophagus cancer tumour which actually looked quite large, he even had some high def pictures of it and numpty that I am I forgot to ask for copies to show you all, what am I like!
Anyway, the scan I had earlier was concentrated around the gut area looking for the hernia so I was back in for a couple of hours on Saturday to have a full scan to give them a better picture, I can show you the mess the kid made of my arm looking for a vein to pump the iodine in, will that suffice for now?
So the scan has been taken and I am being referred to Broomfields Hospital for further tests and surgery. Until they do that they don't know if it is localised or not but I suppose the scan on Saturday will give them a better understanding of what they are dealing with, me and Ishbel and the kids, well we just wait with me having my usual 'so what' attitude, which is getting on a few nerves .....
Anyway, took a break from writing this and have had the other CT scan but have now also been told to report on 15th for a PET scan too. I must remember and ask for the photos so I can upload them!
Had a meeting with my GP today and for the first time since 93 we actually had a conversation, I have to say it was nice and she has told me if I fell bad or just need to talk to call and make an appointment .....
So, that's about it then, no problems, Aunt Julia tells me I'm going to be fine and if I die before hugging a Redwood in her back yard and having a serious talk with Jake about hunting mountain lions, there'll be hell to pay, so I'll be clinging on regardless until we save enough money for that trip.
No outpourings of sympathy here folks, I am still as active as Mr Fat has been over the last couple of years, and in fact since been given the news, have never felt better, so I'll keep you posted with any gory and funny little happenings, there's bound to be a least a couple in this little development that will be worth reporting on even if it's the fact that my death is reported at the hands of Ishbel and not the other as she decides she can't take any more of my cheerfulness , what, I only said you'd think that, 'after 37 years together that the get out jail card would have have been to a party and not the grave' ... I think the slap on the head was a tad over reactionary, and it hurt too, sheesh .......
