|Brca1 and me||
Today I am scared. I've tried all weekend not to think about the lump. Tried and failed. I didn't want to worry mum so didn't tell her...I'll call her later when I get the all clear. Niki has been amazing, she offered to drive down to come with me but I said I will be fine. Ryan is still in the states and doesn't know I am here either. I don't like to burden anyone.
Sitting in the waiting room there are lots of women around, obviously all here for similar reasons. I can't help but look around and wonder who here will be told they have cancer today? Please, please not me.
Ruairi is only at nursery until 3 and I am starting to panic - what if they need to do a biopsy, what if I can't get home in time to get him, what if I have to stay in.....all these questions are sending me into a bit of a spin and I know I need to calm down.
It will be fine. It will be fine.
It was fine. The ultrasound showed nothing alarming or to worry about. Thank goodness. But this whole experience has really really opened my eyes and got me thinking about my options if I test positive. Do I want this every 6 months? waiting for the day they tell me it's not alright?