I got fed up with soup and Shepherd’s pie, so I tried to eat some chicken, broccilli and mashed potatoes.
Just a small helping, but a big mistake. The pain around the cancer was very bad for about 30 minutes. In the middle of it a colleague who’s taking over one project rang up with a query about the date functions in the template we use. I had to apologise and ring him back afterwards.
A friend from Germany rang as well, and said some very nice things about me. So did the people at church this morning, and several other people who rang up.
That left me feeling a bit uptight, and after the pain had finally gone I cracked up and burst into tears.
Then I washed my face, readjusted my public expression , and got on with sorting out the handover of my remaining projects, and writing ths blog.
I can’t wait until tomorrow and the scan.