I had to delete my blog posts due to a court case that I was involved in, but am putting them back on line now in the hope that others can gain something from them.
Only two days to go now until I get my formal diagnosis. Three core biopsies and a needle aspiration on lymph nodes were done a week last Friday. I struggled to accept that a twelve day wait was acceptable, but on reflection, I think this has helped me to accept whatever outcome there may be. I have spent the last week almost grieving for the relaxed, easygoing life I had planned. Nerves are now setting in for both myself and my husband and even Charlie the cat seems to be picking up that something is wrong. The last ten days have flown by; I can't remember what I have done or where we have been. I thought time went slowly when things were going wrong, but it has gone by in a flash. Part of me wanted it to come quickly, but I am dreading the day! What will be will be and I just hope that I can find the strength to hold it together. I smile to the world, make jokes about what may be to come, but inside I am heartbroken and battered. My appointment is at 2:30pm on Wednesday, the 2nd August, 2017. I hope it is a day that I will be able to forget.
