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report from manchester
9th September 2003, 6:40 pm

yep i've managed to get hooked up to the internet today, which is why i'm writing this entry now. two serious events have happened today though, which i'll list, and because of these i'm not really in the mood to write an entry talking about the move and stuff. i will tomorrow most likely, but not tonight.

firstly, lindz rang this morning in tears, and told me that her dad was rushed to hospital last night in severe pain. they did some tests this morning and they've found another lump, in his side this time. this seems to indicate that the treatment that he was undertaking hasn't been effective. he's having more x-rays taken today, and hasn't formally heard if the treatment's been successful yet, but to be honest i'm nowhere near hopeful. i lied to lindz on the phone, said something like "well don't jump to conclusions yet, it might be that the lump's benign, in which case that'd mean that the treatment has been successful"... what a complete load of bollocks; if they've found the lump and reported it it means that it's malignant. i just had to say something to make lindz feel better though, had to say something that would give her hope.

things don't look good... it feels like a small block of ice has settled in my chest, and it's slowly growing.

secondly, we went to the doctors today, to register with a gp. turns out there's no point me doing that, as i'll have a doctor in sheffield instead, so i came back out and my dad went in. apparently they've found a trace of glucose in his urine, and his blood pressure is "ridiculously high", to put it in his words. it's possibly down to stress, in fact it probably is, but it may be diabetes, or worse. he's going back next wednesday for full blood tests, and then is being hooked up to a bpm machine for 24 hours, to monitor his blood pressure constantly, before going in the next day to have the results analysed. no point worrying until we find out the results of the blood tests, although bernie's silently worrying herself to death.

i told lindz to keep me updated on any news of her dad, and in turn i'll keep this journal updated on any news of my dad. it's bound to just be stress, after moving and all that. fingers crossed, either way.

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