Clinic Day

So I’m sitting in the breast clinic waiting for my name to be called. Strange feeling. I can’t believe there is anything seriously wrong with me, or maybe I just don’t want to believe it’s a possibility. I’m aware of the stats; that 9/10 ‘lumps’ are benign, that of the 1/10 who do In fact have a breast cancer, 80% will be cured of it. 

But it is only sitting here, surrounded by a group of similarly anxious women, that I am really allowing myself to think about the scenario that it’s not ok, there are about 10 women currently waiting – statistically one of us will get bad news. Why NOT me ? 

Update 15.30, the lump is a cyst, and benign. Phew 🙂 thank you for your support xxx lily 🌷

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