So I had my PET Scan 2 days ago on my 45th birthday. I can't deny it was the worst birthday I've ever had plus I've got a cold. I'm thoroughly miserable it has to be said.
I have read into every detail that has happened subsequently and can only think the worst. Having had the scan I was told to get dressed and then 'we'd have a look at the photos'. I then came out and was immediately told I could go…
I so wish I had come across this site or thought about looking into it years ago. Now I'm here it will be a random stream of thoughts and experiences.
I will be 45 on the 5th March - that's this Tuesday.
I'm a self employed textile designer - lately it's been going really well.
I live with my partner of 20 odd years and we have a adorably funny 7 year old boy who in my eyes is a miracle baby after 3…
