I found a lump, it was squashed, scanned, photographed, and biopsy'd just before Easter.
Cancer!
So tomorrow morning I'm off to the hospital where they'll cut it all off. It should be gone by lunchtime!
It should only take two nights in hospital so I hope to be back at Mudcat very soon.
How do I feel about it?
I'm absolutely terrified!
But they say it must be done so here goes a new experience.
The experts say I should be back to work in a couple of weeks (but some of my colleagues are planning for my final days already).
I am not going to die of breast cancer!!!
My family don't do that – they all have heart attacks and I was mentally preparing for my turn when this thing jumped up and hit me.
I don't know how long before I'll be able to play my pipes again and I don't think I can manage morris tunes on my piano accordian for awhile either.
I have a few books lined up to enjoy and my brother has sent me a set of DVDs of the Poldark TV series from many years ago so I'm intending to enjoy this forced holiday.
And tonight we're off to the Rose & Shamrock for the local session (no I won't be drinking anything alcoholic) and that will probably be my last chance for a wee while.
See you later,
Robyn