10. Jun, 2015

Post biopsies

I may be 32 and have my own children, my own house and wipe my own backside but when some toffee nosed twat has upset me....

I want my mum!

Rich drove me to my mum's after my last blog, as i needed to see her, my baby girl Taya and my Nan & Grandad.

I pulled up outside my mum's house and could feel the tears rising..... not just from the toffee nosed twat, but from the sheer agony that i had in my armpit!

My poor mum must have wondered what the hell was happening as i burst into her house, crying my eyes out, almost bent over double, saying....

"Mum just get me some pyjama's please, just get me out of these clothes, i'm in agony and want some pyjama's!"

Totally random request, but my mum knew exactly what i meant, and she jumped to it!

Once in my pj's i told her all about toffee nosed twat, and we came to the conclusion that he was a jumped up little job's worth who obviously didn't get laid last night, and therefore took it out on me!!!!

I'm now back home, chilled out, and preparing for tomorrow's appointment.

But while i'm in the hospital i shall be dropping a complaint in about Doctor Toffee Nose, cos no one should be made to feel like that, never mind someone who is going through what i am!!

That's it, i'm not going to throw a pity party, i'm going to go and watch some TV and chill out!

I shall update you all tomorrow on the results, bare with me however, i will have a house full of people here when i get back from the hospital.