Another day where it feels like I am trapped behind the glass of a game of medical pinball. Dr. Tan thinks my recent increase in pain may be due to some blood that has got into one of my lungs. To check his theory, I had to go to hospital for x-rays to see if there were any suspicious shadows on my right lung. As Michael Caine once said: “Shadows? On my lungs?… Oh God in heaven help me!” (Alfie, 1966, for those who are classic English movie deficient).
After a couple of empty hours in x-ray, I managed to escape back home. I hope to find out on Tuesday whether I have shadows and therefore need to have a needle inserted into me to drain blood or I am just going to be subjected to more guesses and tests. My frustration levels are not good today. I am so sick of being sick.
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