I had my appointment with the lung specialist today.
The phrase 'it would be extremely rare for someone your age to have cancer' is comforting, but not quite comforting enough, if you know what I mean. She's definitely ruled out emphysema though, which is nice.
The new theory is that the shadow on my lungs is a bunch of gunk leftover from the pneumonia and it's being kept there by a lump of mucus. I have a month to make it go away (hello nebuliser and decongestants and coughing regime) or I have to go get a tube shoved down my throat to see what's really there.
Oh, the excitement. Oh, the glamorousness.