Just popping in to have a little wobble.
The lump that I was told is a cyst a month or so ago had changed when I went for my next appointment, they wanted to make sure so sent me for a mammogram and drew some fluid. I had the results from that last week and was told it's not looking like anything sinister but they were worried about the amount of pain I'm in, and how my breast is very swollen, (its fucking agony) so recommended me having it removed and then they'll also test the lump.
All good and well and they said I'll be booked in for tomorrow. I thought I'd be awake but it turns out I'll be out to sleep, I've been pushing it to the back of my mind all week and feel sick now. I'm scared of not being in control of my own body and the thought is bringing some not nice medical memories for me. Sixteen years ago Several students all had a go at removing my retained placenta without my consent and because I was so drugged up I couldn't move and say no, I know that stuff doesn't happen anymore but I've been revisiting it all day, it's worn me out but i feel restless, I know I'll be ok but I feel stupid for thinking it was like having a tooth out, when's it's actually more like a proper operation.
Dh thinks I'm just worried in general, I can't bring myself to tell what is bothering because it's something I don't feel comfortable talking about. I know I'm 100% safe, but I still feel frightened, I'm going to have a nice bath and try to relax and sleep.
Good thing is I have to be there at 7.30 am so I don't have all morning to work myself up, and the sooner I'm in, the sooner I'm out and I can have coffee. Dd is hoping I'm groggy and say silly things so she can video it and put me on youtube!
Just posting for a kick up the arse really. I'm gonna use the few hours I'll be sat around to finish delusions of gender (or if that's too heavy going I have dds Diary of a Wimpy Kid)