Tales from Falsidehill

My ordeal

I’m finally feeling normal again after a horrible couple of days. On Sunday morning, I found a lump in my boob. I was terrified and spent the entire day feeling truly dreadful. Obviously I had to wait until Monday morning before I could make a doctors appointment, so Sunday was a very long day. To make matters worse, I was going to be on my own as James was going down south for a couple of days and left at 5.30am on Monday. I wasn’t sure how quickly the doctor would see me so I was dreading spending days worrying on my own.

Luckily I got a very early doctors appointment on Monday morning, and took a taxi into town. I saw a really lovely doctor who thinks I have nothing to worry about but said I was right to come in. She thinks it is probably hormonal and she wants to see me again in a couple of weeks. I was so relieved when I left the surgery, I just burst into tears! Then I had to walk through the streets of Kelso to get to a cash machine so I could pay for a taxi home. I was crying my eyes out, wiping my eyes with my sleeve because I had no tissues! I must have looked such a state!

I know all the statistics, and that my age and healthy background mean that the lump is unlikely to be anything serious but I’ve never felt anything like that before; my heart just sank, and my mind started wandering. I felt such awful dread, and didn’t feel like I could cope if there was really something wrong with me. I’m so glad I got to see a doctor so quickly and I’m feeling grateful that I’m so healthy.