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The sonographer got the doctor in to see if more scans were needed. So, both of them started scanning me again.

They talked and I could recognise the terms they used because I have heard all that before. They mentioned the words: cysts, fiborsis and on and on.

But, when they mentioned the word “tumour”, I was taken aback.

Of course, I asked if there was something wrong with me. But, they told me not to worry till she sits down and look at the printed scans in detail.

I have to pick up the scans and report tomorrow (all the way in Deakin! to hell with this bloody place where even the specialist clinic is far away), with an appointment with my referring doctor back in the university.I could have picked up the scans today, but that would just be a waste of my time when the doctor’s appointment is tomorrow.

I am getting the jitters as I await verdicts on my health.

Why do I have to go through all this? I had enough of 2010. Can we move on to 2011 already? I have had a lot happening this year, more than I can handle.

And, at this point in time, the PhD is honestly the last thing on my mind. I don’t care if it’s an amazing race strategy the rest are taking on, or anything of that sort. The PhD isn’t meant to be a frigging bloody competition.


Written by Jasmine

October 6, 2010 at 13:00

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