Thought i was coping really well today, went to all managers meeting all morning, FY'11 planning all afternoon, left the office late and fell completely apart after connor said at bed time, "i love you mummy, what would you like to talk about?"
Everyone has been so lovely and supportive and keep telling me how well i am coping but i dont really feel like that, tonight i just want to cry and cry, so so real and very very scary, sorry if you are reading this, i know its not going to be of much comfort when i am falling apart before this thing even begins.
Hopefully tomorrow is another day but got meeting with gyno and mold (or is that mould, dont forget the sense of humour right) in the morning to remind me of what lies ahead. Then CT scan on thursday, medical on monday, operation on ovaries on wednesday and portacath to be inserted on thursday. Phew.
See you soon.
T
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