Strange things go on in my head. I may be thinking about the escalators in my local John Lewis, why toast tastes better when it's cut into triangles and the colour blue, but can you see the link between them all and what I end up talking about?
Tumourthy, it turns out, was not an only child.
This week, we're carrying on the cancer story after finally finding out that the thing growing in my liver was a neuroendocrine tumour.
Which answered one fairly significant question, but left us with several more. Where had it come from? Was it anywhere else? And, perhaps most importantly, what were we actually going to do about it?
There were more scans, more waiting and a Gallium PET scan looking for the primary tumour.
They didn't find it.
What they did find was another tumour in my liver.
Obviously, I named her Tumourlene.
So now I had Tumourthy, Tumourlene, an apparently missing primary tumour and, finally, something resembling a plan.
Here is PippaD telling you what happened to her. Unfortunately for everyone involved, PippaD was still PippaD while it was happening.
You may be enticed, you may be enthralled or you may just be disappointed, but it'll only take you about ten minutes to find out!
Attribution for the Music
"Carefree" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License
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