So the day rolled around two weeks later for the biopsy results, and this time was slightly better news, but definitely not good news. The sample showed pointers for thyroid cancer, but still no diagnosis, so surgery was the next step.
Given the size of my lump and the placement, my consultant suggested having it taken out even with a clear biopsy, and now it would definitely have to come out for a full pathology. Surgery was booked for 12 days later and the wait began.
Mum and Fraser (aforementioned fiance) were both very worried. It seems that with every appointment it got worse, and I never really got good news. Time for a mini panic before surgery.
