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Caroline arrived at the hospital the next morning feeling apprehensive. If she was honest with herself and managed to cut through the internal panic, she felt as though she’d beaten the cancer. In many ways, she felt better than she had in a long time, but she still couldn’t shake that horrible nagging doubt at the back of her mind. She’d felt relatively fine in the early stages of the disease. What was to say this wasn’t the same situation all over again?
Her post-surgery scan had been delayed a little due to a combination of Christmas and chronic underfunding of local health services, but she hadn’t minded too much. In a way, not knowing had provided her with relief. But there was a growing sense that she needed to know. The clarity that would come from a definitive answer would all
