Hi everyone well I survived the dreaded gynae clinic.had a bit of a nightmare getting there as I’ve never been to this hospital before and I was so worried I would miss my stop I jumped off the bus much to early then had to walk fast for 25 minutes to get to the right street then find the clinic.made it with only 5 minutes to spare so I was all flustered.normally I’m very early for appointments.poor LP was tossed around in my pocket and was quite annoyed with me but after some treats he was fine.he then slept through my examination which was a good thing.anyway if you’ve not all nodded off yet:the dr was lovely.i had been referred because my practice nurse had seen something of concern at my routine smear.i was pretty sure it was just a polyp and I was right.dr said she would remove it there and then if it looked ok which I wasn’t expecting and kept me so busy chatting about my bc that she was finished and had whipped it outbefore I knew it.very gentle and pain free.she said it looked benign but gone off for a biopsy just to be safe.only! 6-8 weeks wait for that result apparently!anyway I refuse to give it another thought for now as I have enough on my plate with my elderly dad who is now out of hospital but will need me to visit him a lot more from now on really.i’m also still waiting for my surgery date to get this flipping tissue expander out.been in since November now and never had a day yet where it hasn’t hurt so I’m cheesed off with it.may get the courage up to ring hospital tomorrow to see if I’m high on the list yet.
phew that was an essay.sorry ladies 
So pleased you have been able to just let it all outLondonLass.it is brave and perhaps others feel the same and it is cathartic for them too.....
Scoogi crept out from beneth the Ancient french Castle walls.At first she was afraid,she was petrified.Her vice was an inaudible squeek.Big french feet went scurrying by and seemed to kick her into the curb.and cover her in dust and confusion.But somehow,this made Scoogi find her voice,and ,before she knew what was happening,she was belting out “
in a voice and with such passion that a tiny baby Guinea Pig hadn’t have oughta known anything about.She was that cross with french feet .and maybe her Mama had sung it to her before being born.
A homeless man who had been still for quite a time ,suddenly jerked his head up and looked at her as if she actually WAS EDith Piaf...
”Alors,le petit avec le grande voix chantelle!,”he cried.And then he did cry.And then he thought he would give her a little of his milk which he was saving for later,so much was he in awe of her voice....
Its funny how things get compared with having cancer Optimistic and as being as bad as cancer. I was talking with someone the other day who basically told me that why i am i so worried about my kidneys at least its not cancer. My worry is not so much its a reaccurance although that niggle i feel never goes away we just try to push the thoughts to the back of our minds. I have two fears that are just as bad as having cancer simply because they are serious problems one the possibility of my kidneys failing and the other that my heart is struggling and there maybe an underlying issue there, we have heart problems in the family. The fact is nothing prepares us for that fear of cancer and the unknowns but having answers to them thoughts is strangely comforting.
I feel sorry for your sisters friend having to have surgery on her toe, but i dont think it compares to the nightmare of having cancer, but fear does funny things doesn’t it? Maybe your sister didn’t use tge right words.
Sending you a big hug,
Great news it went ok hopefully the polyp is benign and not cancerous but it’s good hearing that the doctor got it out that must be a huge relief, fingers crossed for your results hopefully you will not be waiting too long.
This is me each day :-) xx
Think it was a bad choice of words Optimistic, although think she might just of been saying it was tough because this friend also worries so is concerned about having surgery! Whatever surgery you are having its still the same process of being put to sleep! Clearly the reason your having the surgery would be a different story! So don't take it too heart, I'm sure your sister didn't mean to offend you!
GBear, as I seem to be Wide Awake I thought it might be a great opportunity to wish you well for your appointment today. A certain little chap is still tucked up in bed after his day out with Auntie , but he'll be ready to go out with Auntie GBear, in a few hours......
Hes looking forward to lots of snuggles and of course treats! He a spoilt little chap, but I think he deserves it after all he does!
Will be thinking about you Hun. Take Care. Sal xxxx
