Turtles

This really has to be a quick one. I have fuckmountains to do and only three and a quarter hours to do them in and that's insane in the membrane. Tomorrow I'm off to this this year's Find Your Sense of Tumour and I haven't packed anything. Or actually done any form of practice for my talk. This will in no way end in disaster. Aaaaaaah.

As regards all my random bleeding, well... Well well well. I managed to avoid going to hospital again that week because there was no sign of anything too bad in my blood (like my leukaemia relapsing or anything) but I'm going to see a specialist next week (they're on holiday currently) to prod around my ovaries and see what they're doing and rule out any other dodgy things. I can't remember if I mentioned but it could also be my body "waking up" from the radiation, apparently it's really unusual but sometimes when you have radiotherapy at a young age your ovaries can sort of wake up again. I'd still be infertile as fuck but oh well. So it could be as bad as ovarian cancer or as good as a phoenix reproductive system, big mysteries. I was also in on Monday for a bone marrow which was AMAZING, it was by far the best one I've ever had, almost no pain. That was until I got on the train home. I went to scratch my back and my hand came back covered in blood. So I covered the train in blood, the station in blood, my skirt in blood and my flat in blood. Classy. Damn hole in my back. Jesus, I am anaemic as fuck right now. At least my back is healing nicely now :)

So yeah. TASKS. GOT TO DO THE MOTHERFUCKING TASKS. See you on the other side of the weekend! I'm sure there will be carnage aplenty :D

Constanze :)

P.s Grapefruit.

P.p.s I AM BATMAAAAAAAN!