Tomorrow I have to go for my CT scan, I was panicking a bit because I thought I was going to be left in a small tunnel for hours and am very claustrophobic, my doctor even prescribed me Valium. But now that I've seen the scanner it's not as bad as I first thought, well let's hope not anyway as the Valium have already gone! I guess it makes a welcome change for me to be slipped inside the tube to have photo's taken of my insides rather than having tubes slipped inside me and having my picture taken! Don't ask because I'm saying nothing apart from 'it certainly put the wind up me'!
So I'm not worried? Well actually yes I am! You see they've taken blood, urine, stool (No! I'm not talking about that either what with the tiny pot and even smaller shovel!) and blood again and no I didn't have to just drop my underpants off at reception! I've had examinations, a scan, ex ray's, a tube poked down my throat and another poked up ... sorry can't bring myself to say... and they've found nothing. So I guess tomorrow is last chance saloon, what else can they try?
So my big worry is they find nothing tomorrow and what people have been telling me all these years might be true; I AM FULL OF SHIT!
PS I haven't really taken the Valium before you phone the police (I haven't filled the script yet)that was just poetic licence. No I don't have a poets licence that was just... Oh whatever!! Have a good weekend!