Sorry not read any recent posts. Need some major virtual hand holding today as I found a lump in my arm pit on the side I had the BC. I had a full node clearance earlier in the year and it's near where the surgeon cut into me. I have an ultrasound booked for 5pm to see what on earth it is.
It is almost a year since I started on this horrible ride and I simply cannot fucking well believe that today I'll be back where I started from and there's a (not too remote) possibility that I'll get bad news again. And as I've had a full mastectomy and a full clearance, anything that's bad news is going to be really bad news. Fuck. I was doing so well, new job, kitten, new hobbies, starting to get fit again. I've been feeling happier than I have in years. I feel like it's all about to be just swiped away like a big arm sweeping everything off a table in one go and it all comes crashing down.
To top it off in true Groundhog Day style, last year I was due to go to our annual village Xmas dinner (major boozy shindig and always a great night). However, that day I was ultrasounded and told that it was probable that I had cancer so I didn't go. Guess what I am meant to be going to tonight... It feels like history is repeating itself in.
Oh, and one more thing. DH is in New York until tomorrow so I'm doing this on my own.