Apologies and Good News

First off, I'm sorry to anyone who actually reads this blog (no-one? Oh, okay then!) as you may have noticed I haven't written for quite a while. I started college (sixth-form, 16-18) on the 1st of September and it's been somewhat crazy. Plus, with a concert at the Royal Festival Hall during my second week of college, things went from crazy to mayhem! A couple of posts are lined up to finish off the Story of Tour that I started in August, the awesome concert a few weeks ago, and college life.

But for now, let me turn to the good news.

Well, good news doesn't cut it. It is amazing news. Some of the best news I have ever had.

Of course, I'm not out of the woods forever. And the tests they did didn't rule out tumours in, say, my lungs or brain, adrenal glands etc. etc. etc.. But I have a spirometry scheduled in a couple of weeks, so if there's anything wrong then that may pick it up. Besides, the fact that my CgA (Chromogranin A) levels weren't elevated is a good sign for lots of different types of Neuroendocrine Tumour (NET). And anyway, the news itself is top news, so worrying about the slight possibility of having a tumour that would not be picked up on those tests, or being in, say, the 30% of people whose 5-HIAA levels or CgA levels aren't elevated, even in the presence of the right kinds of tumours, is irrational right now.

I can just about put to one side the fact that the letter is written in Comic Sans.

So, here's a song that captures the mood I'm in: