Day Twenty Three

Bit of a rough morning, had a bit of a cry this morning, but hey, I am entitled. Saw the chemo consultant, they are starting me on chemo next Friday, six treatments over 18 weeks. I am also booked in next Friday at the wig clinic! That will be fun! I thought I might go for the Marge Simpson look. Ok, they are still not 100% sure about the shadows on my liver, but without doing a biopsy, they won't know. So the plan is, two lots of chemo then rescanned. If it's shrinking or growing, they know it's cancer. If it's not doing anything, it's not cancer. Simple really! The consultant said my lump is small, I am not in any pain which is all good. I really am not in any pain what so ever - and I found out why my ribs were hurting, a spring has gone in my mattress and was digging into me when I was asleep! Just goes to show that once you know what you are dealing with, you can attack it properly. Before, every ache and pain I was getting was making me worry in case it was related. Now I know exactly what areas are affected, I can channel accordingly. Had lots of cuddles and giggles again this afternoon, just what I needed to make me feel better.