I had a scan, and the scan was good.
I'll have another one, another time.
I wish I could explain why I find talking about scans so difficult.
I feel immense pressure in the doing, waiting, hearing, relating.
There have been scans that I haven't told anyone about. I shouldn't do that, but I do.
This one is done now though, and it was fine.
Job done.
Sunday, 19 August 2018
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