Since my last hospital weigh-in i'd lost 2.2kg (70.8kg)..
The registrar raised his eyebrows and suggested i have blood taken and another CT scan.
Losing weight doesnt bode well when recovering from cancer treatment, however i hadn't had any lunch before the (mid-afternoon) appointment and had built up quite a sweat getting there.
Also, in the last 12 months i've had 5 CT scans, each with the equivalent radiation dose of a trip to the moon and back. So i'm not really keen on another one, unless its absolutely necessary.
So Claudia took my blood at the breakfast table, much to Max's sgust (he misses out the "di" on various words eg: saster etc). And thankfully the tests have come back clear.
Then i re-measured myself on the same scales this morning after breakfast and was back upto 71.8kg. I think this was just a blip - atleast that's how i'm choosing to see it.
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