The start of my journey
Well. This is a story I hadn't envisaged. (Like so many others)
Shell shocked is not even close to describing how I feel. Routine mammogram and then core biopsy.
Check the date, 4 days before Christmas and a Friday to boot. I find out on my Birthday. Well happy Birthday me.. I have to wait to see someone until the New Year. What a great way to welcome in the New year.
Do I tell my brother and his family? or wait until I have some answers (and many many more questions no doubt.)
Some friends told and some work colleagues. They can spread the good news.
The annoying thing is I was starting to get healthy. Lost 15 kilos over the year, developed muscles and a sensible eating plan. I don't diet, I crave food if I do. Then this. Boris. My uninvited visitor. He has come to stay for my Birthday, Christmas and the New Year, then he must go. I don't want him around.
I have just joined this site and read some of the blogs. What wonderful support you give. So I thought I'd share my story too as it progresses.
Limbo is a horrid state to be in but as there is nothing I can do about it for another 10 days I might as well enjoy myself. I have lost 2 days and don't want to lose any more.
I have found a small notebook. This is to be my Q & A book. It will travel the journey with me from questions I need to ask to any other thoughts and jottings. Love to all who read this
Mary.x