It got done today. Apparently, I don’t get the results til next week. What rubbish. I’m going to phone tomorrow – it will have been looked at already, I know it.
I’d told SJ and Neil and Mummy and Daddy that I I think it’s spread to my chest. No reason for that. No pain, no symptoms. Just a feeling.
But I didn’t get that feeling today. I don’t think it has gone anywhere. Just breast cancer in the brain. That’ll do me for oddness for now.
Does that mean that if men touch my head, they feel like they are playing with my tits? Ponders.