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See this post and more on my chondrosarcoma blog -  http://ihavechondrosarcoma.blogspot.co.uk/   I was back in that familiar hallway. Vintage posters advertising 'Imperial Airways' flights to the colonies lining the otherwise bare, beige walls. Macmillan brochures adorning seat-side tables. The toilet to be used "only by those who have taken radioisotope". I have been here many times before, I'm used to the procedure. In about 10 minutes, I'll be called in and will lie down on a table that will slide into a big, doughnut-shaped thing. I will be told to lie perfectly still while water molecules in my body are aligned with and against a magnetic field in order to image my hip and femur. It's nothing dramatic and nothing to worry about. Mainly it's really boring. I hear another patient – the one wheeled in on a chair and wearing a hospital gown – talking to their anaesthetist. I know you shouldn't listen in to what other patients say, bu...

See this post and more on my chondrosarcoma blog -  http://ihavechondrosarcoma.blogspot.co.uk/   I always assumed that a cancer diagnosis meant certain treatment – whether surgical, chemical or radiological. But it seems that I am pretty lucky and don't even need treatment. My chondrosarcoma prognosis looks pretty good! I have had a few scans (and a biospy) since my last post . Obviously these were worrying – the whole reason the doctors did these tests was to 'stage' my cancer, which essentially means 'check how serious it is'. I actually enjoyed the biopsy the second time (general anaesthetic is a lot  of fun) but I was worried when my parents and I rocked up to the hospital about a month ago. It was time for my follow up and I knew that they had spotted a third chondrosarcoma at the bottom of my shin (because I saw it on the full body scan). The news started bad – I do indeed have three chondrosarcomas (perhaps four). My hip, femur, shin and maybe ...