Day Six

Ok, not the good news I was hoping for, it has spread to the lymph glands in my left armpit. But what this does mean is that they are going to unleash the works on me - chemotherapy, radiotherapy and more drugs than you can shake a sticky bat at. Now I know what I am dealing with, I feel calmer. Upsides, not having to shave my legs for six months, being able to look ravishing in a gypsy style wrap with large hoop earrings. Work were wonderful - found flowers on my desk which made me cry. When I said I was going to lose my hair, one of friends who is a little follicley challenged said that I could not be the resident baldy and that he was going to shave his head. My other friend then said that he would shave his head too and that everyone should do it in support, and my boss said that when I was having the operation, I should be careful not to get the broom removed from my backside!! I am still incredibly positive - we have caught this early, I am young and healthy and this angel is not ready to go back home yet!!