It was over as soon as it started. Luckily.
I felt a lump in my breast. I freaked out. Saw the GP the next day. Yep, definitely a lump. Day after, a mammogram and ultrasound.
Conclusion, nothing evil. Probably gladular.
Funny thing is that really slapped me down emotionally. I kept thinking about Miss Bee growing up without me. About the prospect of being sick.
That’s when it hit me. I actually thought “at least I wouldn’t have to go to my work”.
That thought shocked me, realising how much stress and anxiety I have working. That, truth be told I hate my job.
Scary thing to admit.
Now I need to be brave and work out exactly what to do now.