I'm off to the Hospital at 12pm for the results of my biopsy.
Obviously I'm hoping for a good result but know that there are other results
out there. Either way I'm gearing up for a fight.
Last night in bed was the first real time that I have broken down completely
and cried. Mark had fallen asleep and I was just allowed to think about
things on my own, and the whole thing just got to me and I ended up sobbing
uncontrollably with a whole host of feelings whizzing round my head. Mark
woke up though and managed to calm me down. He has been really nice and calm
through the whole situation. This is good, as most of it has just simply
passed me by in a whirlwind.
I will update later when I get my results.