May 18, 2006 16:07
... In my bedroom.
Right, now that I've been cleared, I can tell all about why I was freaking out about my health. Last week when the Painter was doing my room, he discovered that I had Asbestos all through my ceiling and walls, and I would have been breathing it in for almost 6 years now.
Naturally we... I... completely freaked, after all it can kill, it can give you rare forms of cancer, and lung cancer. And being a smoker, I had a higher chance of getting lung cancer.
We went to the doctor, and explained it all to him, mum came with me. A) for moral support, and B) to let the doctor know she was mum and that she wouldn't stand for any nonsense. This being the same doctor who almost killed my sister, and then tried to fob mum off for being an "overprotective mother" when it came to Jordan... Who could actually die at any minute.
To give him credit, he got on to it straight away, and the next day I was up in Masterton getting a chest xray. Although we did have some problems with that, as he wrote down "Chest CT" instead of "Xray" which meant the radiologist had to ring my medical centre to find out exactly what the doctor wanted.
But the next day I got a phone call explaining that my xray's had come back normal, and that I did not have Asbestosis. Thank God!!!! The Painter sealed the Asbestos when he finished painting my room, but that's only going to hold for another 5 or 6 years, so if I was going to be living there longer than that, which I'm not, then we might have a cause for concern.
So, health problems are in check, and everything seems to be all good!
Tahra xoxo
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