There are numerous ways in which they piece together a picture of his lungs; lung function tests, exercise tests, chest X-rays, listening to his lungs, sputum samples which they grow in the lab to see what infections he has, how he feels, CT scans, and bronchoscopies (a camera inserted into his lungs, and they flush out secretions with saline while they are down there). Each give a slightly different illustration of what is wrong. As his last bronch was so bad (“one of the worst CF lungs I have ever seen” the doctor said. Still haunts me) we are feeling both apprehensive, but also hopeful that this time, things will be different. Thankfully they can fit him in on Monday, so not long to wait, and it is our favourite consultant performing it this time. Yet another anaesthetic and theatre trip, but hoping this will be a fleeting visit to hospital unlike last time.
He is not super unwell. He’s just not quite right either.
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In Bristol. Cousin love 💕 Anouk and Bodhi.