A tough day of no news and attempting to hold it together…

My NBF Prem clearly has decided being my BF takes too much hard work…Something appears to be going on, or perhaps again I am inventing things so that all of this may make some sense to me, but I find it strange I haven’t received my FNA results yet. Note…I am already getting with the…

Morning after the morning after

I heard from Prem (Premila Natarajan, the Breast Cancer nurse who is working her way to my NBF list rather rapidly) at 10.21pm last night saying that she had had a study day, hence the late response, and that the results weren’t back. She will check today, but has a very busy clinic in the…

Silence…

From the breast clinic today… The nurse was totally on top of it yesterday, mailing me twice, confirming she was in a meeting today until 2pm and would check her mails after that and get back to me. I sent a gentle reminder (someone recently told me about a typo a colleague had made in…

A morning quickie….sadly not the type I prefer

I have been unbelievably happy, frivolous and behaving like a teenager. Except enjoying the teenage part this time round, less a reliving than a discovering. All this since I moved back to the UK last November, 27 years after having left – never thinking I would love it back in London as much as I…

And it begins with….

The book that was never written…lets see can it be a blog…at least this time there will no mad writer for me to end up living with, other than myself…. I am currently waiting for a result of a biopsy to tell me if I have breast cancer or not and by this time tomorrow…