OK hopefully this is the right place to put this, I didn't want to start a whole new thread just about me and my problems.
As I may have casually mentioned, I have been having various medical tests and procedures over the last year, or just under a year I guess.
I was going to write a whole explanation, but you don't need to hear that. Suffice to say, I saw a consultant at hospital this morning to discuss results of my most recent test. And was given the bombshell that they've found a 'growth' and rather than being all ready to get to the end of this year-long nightmare I now must face some more tests and waits for results, which could be quite bad (to put it mildly).
There was another person in the room when me and Mr Zebra had the update with the consultant - the other person being an oncologist nurse (I think that's the term).
I guess you can see where this is going. I'm currently trying to hold it all together and not freak out, not easy when I have been suffering from Health Anxiety pretty much ever since all this started.
I'll be frank with you, my dear FT friends whom I have got to know and love over the last few months; I'm convinced I'm going to die. No, this isn't some attempt at getting attention, or owt like that. I can just feel it. Why else would an oncologist nurse be part of the consultation this morning. Despite both her and the consultant saying they don't know if I have cancer or not, I think they do know, and they just won't or can't say until the tests are done. Blood test (done this morning) and CT scan of my pelvis, abdomen and chest - they're looking to see how far it's spread, I guess.
In the car on the way back from the hospital this morning, Mr Zebra and I started discussing possible outcomes etc., and I suddenly said to him - "Bet you never thought we'd be having this particular discussion, did you." It seems surreal, even though there's been other similar worries towards the end of last year, this seems a million times worse.
Well anyway, I hope I will be back, but I can't really think about posting on here at the moment when there's so much else going on, I trust you'll understand. So I thought it best to let you know cos didn't want you wondering where I was.
Love and
Zebs. xxxxx
Oh and, if you want to pray to God, Allah, Flying Spaghetti Monster, the kitchen sink, the cat, whatever, please go ahead, cos I think I'm going to need every bit of help I can.
Take care everyone. I hope your own collective and individual problems get sorted satisfactorily, I can't name all your names, but I know some of you are also going through tough times and I think about and wish for you too.