got the heeby geebies about visit to hospital tomorrow to see the oncologist, I ended up having a stupid argument with my hubby over nothing really, so got in the car (first time ive drove since surgery) and went to the beach, I sat in the car park, watching everyone come and go, get their ice-cream, walking along the sea front, felt really sorry for myself, I shouldn't, there are a lot of people a lot worse than me, so I got out of the car and had a walk along the sea front, cleared my head and thanked god for how lucky I am, I was just a bit cheesed off, didn't think my family understands how i really feel, and when the fone rings, they say.oh she's fine, no problem,.........they havn't got a clue, what it feels like....bloody cancer takes over you're mind never mind you're life....... i sound pathetic but got it off my chest now, so ignore me.
