Hello Forpitysake, I'm so sorry you're going through this awful waiting time but this thread is the place to come for lots of reassurance, answers to your questions and, whenever necessary, a hug. We also like lots of cake (as you've already found out)
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. I was diagnosed in Feb, had chemo first, then my mx and am nearly halfway through my radiotherapy. I've alternated between sheer blind panic, feelings of it all happening to someone else, acceptance and determination to beat this bloody awful thing. But I have to agree, the waiting is the hardest.
I'd like to say a huge thankyou to all you lovely ladies for the hugs and kind, reassuring words yesterday after my melt-down in the radiotherapy room. I know you're all right about it being a delayed reaction to losing mum and, having had lunch with a dear friend today, have decided that I need to grieve properly and, if that means the odd outburst of blubbering, then so be it.
I'm sorry I missed saying 'good luck' to Smee earlier but I'm thinking of her and hope it all goes well.
I nearly lost my wig at lunch - my hair is growing so thick and curly (eek) and is now an inch long and I could feel my wig slowly slipping up.
I surreptitiously pulled it down but it wont be long now till I can get rid of it and show the world my 'real' hair. I didnt realise I had a double crown and as a result the front meets in the middle like a mini curly mohican. Not a brilliant look but it's all mine 