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Having
had my first appointment cancelled I didnt hold out much hope that my
operation date would come around again soon. I expected to wait at
least a month, and so was very pleasantly surprised when I was booked
in for my operation the following weekend. I was to be at the hospital
at 7am on a saturday!
Unfortunately 7am appointments mean no food or drink past midnight the
night before, so I stayed up late and had a midnight feast :) As I said
previously I wasnt afraid of...
I received a phone call from the admissions people at the local hospital to notify me that Dr M has requested to do my surgery at a posh private hospital over an hour away from my home. I wasnt too keen at first, I worried about getting there and staying overnight so far away from my family. But eventually I agreed and after many a missed phonecall (I never check my voicemail lol) I agreed a date for the surgery and was sent a letter asking me to go for my pre-operative assessment...
Fast forward a good few months and my appt came around to go see the
consultant at the hospital. My little man insisted on going dressed as
Spiderman, the consultant greeted him as Spiderman and made a fuss of
him. I instantly liked him!
Dr M the consultant put me straight at ease, he had a beaming smile and
was welcoming, he had a peek at my neck, and asked permission for a
student to have a look too.They both agreed that it was a big 'un :) I
wasnt worried, but the doc advised...
I was sent a letter asking me to go to the hospital, so they could have a look at my lump... so off we all went a nice family outing down to the hospital, my little man was happy - he brought woody and buzz with him and was bought a magazine. I never know whether or not to make polite conversation with other people in waiting rooms, so I didnt. I waited my turn while the little man and my partner played in the convenient play area in the waiting room and then they called my name. I made...
So I booked an appt with the GP, my head swimming with all sorts of
nastys from google abuse. My partner at this point had been yelling
whenever he went out of the room 'Get OFF Google!'...
Typically trying to not look worried I explained to my GP about my lump,
that it was probably nothing - but could she just let me know what her
thoughts were? Having looked at it and prodded it a bit, she decided
that it was very unlikely it was Cancer, coming to that conclusion due
the...
My little man is a proper boy, he has no fear, runs everywhere, talks at
the top of his lungs, wakes me up in the middle of the night every
night to get in bed with me. In short hes awesome, and can be a big
mummys boy. Turns out at 3 yrs old hes already paid me back for
everything I do for him bcos if it wasnt for him I might not have said
anything.
It was during a trip to a&e with my little man that I mentioned in
passing to the lovely doctor that I had a big lump in the front of...
So il take you back 6 or so years ago, I was single and had just landed a
mgrs job that I had worked my behind off for, and I found a lump on the
back of my neck. So natural reaction to finding a lump? Thats right I
freaked out, went to my GP and was told it was just fatty tisssue and
nothing to worry about... so off I went thinking well that was lucky and
forgot all about it.
I met my lovely partner, moved counties, and had my beautiful baby boy....
Things were good, we had a...
Let me firstly explain that I originally wrote this blog on blogger - and am in the process of transferring it to here so that it may help some of you - I am also the founder of Make for Macmillan - we are a fundraising auction site on facebook - and in 7 weeks have raised £725. I wrote this blog to support the reasons why i was fundraising.
ve always been bursting with ideas.... and I mean bursting, and my newest idea has lead me here. I have to say that as I type my stomach is churning...
Well where to begin, Clint was admitted to Monklands Ward 16 Haematology on Wednesday Night as an emergency becuase he went extremely yellow.
He had been at the clinic on the wednesday morning to see the consultant who said his liver function had to improve before he could get his chemotherapy, so they put him on steriod sto help his liver. So we came home and i went out to do some shopping and when i camehome he was very yellow more than i have ever seen him.
So he was admitted and put on fluid...
