I felt like crying earlier, after having another 7 stitches removed, which today’s nurse also couldn’t see till I showed her exactly where they were, I got home and found at least one more at the top of my vulva.  The hospital clinic next available appointment is next week, another week’s healing, another week of my flesh melding with the suture.   Getting that/those out is going to HURT.  My GP’s surgery is closed this afternoon and their automated system doesn’t allow for making appointments with the practice nurse.  That’s that then, I'll try the surgery again tomorrow for an early appointment. 

I’m trying to recover the high I felt when I left the clinic as it was all GOOD news.  The histology from the WLE found only scarring (from the first op) and NO cancerous cells.  The most recent CT scan shows no change from December in the identified lung lesions and says they are cystic and not cancerous.

I was shown how to check my own groin and pelvic lymph nodes, instructed to get back to them pdq, instead of waiting for the next 3-month check if I ever find anything like a small pea in there and I'm good to go.  

*happy*