Going to be home alone till way late tonight, and plan to spend some time writing. Come back then for juicy, angsty, sexy, thoughtful writing – you know, whatever I’m in the mood for.
This morning was a bit of a tear fest, as my surgery was cancelled. I have been feeling quite morbid and talking to TMD about my fears. After adding the personal touch of telling the hospital I was having a ‘bit of a nervous breakdown’ regarding having an unidentified lump hanging out in my body, the surgery was moved up to next Friday. In this respect, all the wobbly moments of this morning were worth it – as the original surgery wasn’t until 7 August.
I am having lots of pain around the lump, but not the lump itself.
Have any of you women had lumps on your mons? You know, the hairy bit? What happened?
Tags: blogging, death, grown up, health, sexual health, surgery
