Last month,
we were told that my sister probably had Lymphoma. She had been taken to hospital with an enlarged lymph gland and jaundice. The docors ran tests for glandular fever, but they all came back negative and finally we were told that she would have to have a biopsie and that lymphoma was on the cards. My dad rang me at work and i rushed back to my place to pack my things and go back home to Devon. Then, about an hour later my dad rang again to say that a third test for glandular fever had come back POSITIVE! I went from crying in dispair to crying for joy in the space of 10 seconds :) She is getting better now and gets to lie around all day watching DVDs. Just wanted to write a story with a happy ending :)
(Slinkachuu, Mon 18 Apr 2005, 14:43, Reply)