2nd August - another appointment to the Xray dept. I was expecting another stand up Xray of the jaw. I didn't know what a CT scan was. I do now. I was gowned up and asked to lay on a bed when I would be taken through a scanner - no problem . until one of the chaps told me he was going to insert a candula ( excuse spelling- I'm only just learning these terms) I know from listening to Mick, my brother, that that means another injection. My first move was to run, but bearing in mind my lack of clothing, I decided to grit my teeth and take it. It was not the most pleasant experience as the injection made me feel very hot, but it did wear off very quickly.
10th August- decision day. I fully expected to go in to be told it was a cyst and they would scrape it off. I did wonder about the lateness of the appointment, it seemed that I was last in the day. For some reason, and I know not why, Lynn followed me into see the specialist, He showed me the Xrays and explained that it wasn't a cyst, but was probably a chonrosarcoma, a type of tumour, but it was very unusual as he had only seen one similar in a decade. I must confess that most of what he said went in one ear and out of the other. I remember him apologising for having to give me this bad news and I remember telling him that someone had to do it, but it hadn't really sunk in. The journey home was a bit quiet and then Lynn got to work trawling the internet to find out what I had got.
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