So, back to Sydney (with a bit of a cold), to sit in a waiting room until I find out whether I can have my CT Scan today.
I hope I can! I don't want to keep driving to Sydney... (9am)
Dad gets so bored he sleeps on me!
(Last time I was scheduled for this scan, I had a temperature and was sent home. Afterwards, we talked about how one family (who usually had treatments, etc at the same time as me) weren't there... their story had ended in the worst possible way. Thoughts to them, and the others like them. xx)
After the scan, I go to recovery for at least an hour.
The scan checks for any traces of cancer that might start growing in my little body.
Then, we need to drive to Dad's work, as he took part of the day off. Charlotte cannot go into the room for the tests, so they need two people.
Hoping we might be home by about 9pm. No wonder we hate these days!
Here's hoping the results are great!