Appointment

Eek, I now have an appointment to see what’s wrong with me and I’m scared. I don’t know what to expect or what treatment I’m going to be offered. My world has been spinning now for a couple of years, so I guess resolving it is a good idea, but my anxiety levels are skyrocketing.

Trying to say calm, repeating the word calm in my mind, trying to relax, stomach is churning though. My shaking has suddenly got worse, I feel like I’m a twisting pretzel or Staffordshire knot, I don’t know how to slacken the pressure.

Standing on the edge of a precipice wondering if I will fall or fly. I think this is just going to be a talk about results, but I really am not sure if I can cope.

Hospital

Long afternoon at the hospital, had to have scans and a biopsy. Now I’ve got to wait a couple of weeks for the result. Got home and look who is keeping me company? Sitting next to me like a sentinel.

I don’t know what the outcome will be, but I have three cats that need me. I intend to recover from whatever I’ve got. I’m grumpy and stubborn enough to look after myself. And I have my little friends for company.

I also have a brilliant lot of friends who have helped and supported me. I would have struggled without them. I’m thankful everyday for their help. Feeling a bit overwhelmed. X