The journey has started. It's been a hair raising few months to say the least. I have scans tomorrow to determine what OC is up to & hopefully the next course of action.
Having my tum poked about is painful enough, but the internal one, well. Last time, with a lovely nurse, she told me she was in her 60's, very spritely. I am walked to the scan room to be greeted with a male sonographer. I put my trust in these…
