So on the Monday I had a doctors appointment. On the Tuesday I had an MRI – amazingly dozed off in the machine, must have been very tired! On the Wednesday I met my boss for coffee and phoned the ferry company to see if we could come home early. On the Thursday I had the results of the MRI. A lump in my right breast and a “dark area” in the left but still somewhat inconclusive so another appointment for the Friday.
Friday morning and yet again at the hospital. Had 5 biopsies – ouch! When I got home the kids had done the jobs I had left them, they helped to pack the car for our holiday and we left for France. My breast nurse phoned when we were travelling with an appointment for my results. We had changed our ferry and were coming home a few days earlier than originally planned.
Slept like a log on the ferry after the anaesthetics, pain killers and a Guinness!
Arrived in France on my daughters birthday and drove to our gite. We had a bit of a hair obsession going on this holiday as we knew the likelihood was that mine would be going. At the time it didn’t worry me – after all it is just hair. However I unexpectedly came across a photo of myself the other day with long hair that I had not seen before and promptly burst into tears!
Yesterday she was 18! Cannot believe where that time has gone. We have planned a special holiday this year and are going to Seattle. It may be our last summer holiday together (due to the kids ages I hasten to add) so we thought we would do something special. As I type this nothing has yet been packed although I have a few things planned to do when we get there nothing is set in stone apart from the kids going to a gig.