I get it. I was older than you but had mine out in Dec 2016. Technically it is not a big operation; a couple of tiny stitches and a few days discomfort, nothing to stress about really.
Really?
Apart from being backed into a corner and turned into an old woman over night? I'm not a breeder and was too old anyway, but still... I don't like it.
I feel like a lemon that has had the juice squeezed out of it then been left out in the sun. Still recognisable as a lemon with a bit of colour on the dried out top, but mouldy if you flip it over.
Oh fuck you cancer. Truly, truly fuck you.