Scanxiety is real

I’m very lucky. I only have my MRI once a year, which means I don’t usually have to think about it for most of the 10 months. But then, the next date starts approaching and generally two months prior the scan, the thoughts begin to eat me inside again. My annual MRI is next week … Continue reading Scanxiety is real


My Annual MRI Scan

I had my annual MRI yesterday. And there were many firsts. First time in the UK – Queen Elizabeth Hospital, Birmingham (scans also examined at JR Oxford University Hospital) First time that I was given contrast dye through cannula (this information is purely for the MRI geeks) First time after a couple of years that … Continue reading My Annual MRI Scan


After returning from the hospital we agreed with my parents that it would be best if I returned to uni and continued with my life as normal as possible. At that time it was unclear whether my tumour was malignant and I needed further tests and close observation. I was so grateful for their approach. … Continue reading Thereafter

My Diagnosis Part 2

My first MRI will always remain engraved on my mind… ... because it was just so casual. I wasn’t really worried or nervous. I remember my mom warning me that it might feel claustrophobic. But I actually did not mind, on the contrary, I found the sounds of the MRI machine quite intriguing. I recall … Continue reading My Diagnosis Part 2