Monday, 30 January 2017

Back to hospital...but not for me.

Unusually I'm in on a Monday night, I'm on nurse duty. ThIs time for my daughter, role reversal. Bex needed an operation today, fortunately not too major but it involved a general anaesthetic, so she's still a little weepy and sleepy this evening.

As she dozes I thought I'd investigate a new site for my blog, and here I am an hour or so later, and no further forward, although my ancient second hand pc is partly to blame. It seems as if most pages I try are now "unresponsive" , bit like I am first thing in the morning.

At least things are moving forward in the smoke damaged cottage, clean up operation has been successful, painting and decorating has started, trying to coordinate carpets, blinds, electricians etc, not easy but we are getting there.

Last day of January tomorrow, and coming around to five years since my Cancer diagnosis, sort of mixed feelings, pleased I'm here and living with the disease , but saddened in a way that I've had so many reoccurrences , and how it's changed me and those close to me.

Now I know that I have the BRCA2 gene this has meant that a seemingly innocuous lump that me daughter had in her breast, has had to be removed to make absolutely sure it's nothing sinister , and with reassurances they are 99% certain it is harmless , they can only be sure by removing and examining.

The genetics team are hopefully over in Jersey in March, and I'm due to meet up and chat some more about the in's and outs of what it means to carry this particular gene.

The patient is stirring and pressing the call buzzer ..... So that's my cue to provide more food/drink/painkillers.

We decided this morning that instead of worrying about the ' what ifs' we would "Ride the wave", and so far it's working!

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