PVA glue, wine and mock exams

My eldest boy has had two weeks of mock GCSE's to contend with, all coinciding with my surgery date slap bang in the middle. Bloody charming! Awesome timing! Still, they seemed to go along without any major hitches. A huge achievement for him as he'd been far too anxious to attempt any back in July last year.


His results (EPIC) are coming back in dribs and drabs, and we are so very proud of him. College is on track for September!


We decided to go out for dinner last Friday night, partly in celebration that the bleeding exams were over and also because I was 7 days post op at that point and feeling pretty good, if a little sore as the feeling was coming back in my skin near where all the action was. Dosed up on paracetamol and ibuprofen we went to a local Pub that has just reopened with new owners. It was lovely to be 'out-out' as Mickey Flannigan would say! The place was super busy and even at 6.30pm all but one of the tables had reserved on them!


We sat and ordered, both boys eagerly perusing the menu! I ordered, on recommendation from my friend a large glass of rioja. Oh My Gawd........ it was delicious! And I was instantly warm, fuzzy and a bit giggly! The food, came and went, lovely and we discussed what would happen next with my treatment..........


At this point we don't know exactly what I will need, apart from definitely radiotherapy, but possibly chemotherapy too. That's for the Oncologist and I to decide next Wednesday. So we talked about my hair.....and that if I have to have chemo that it will most likely fall out. Fred offered this up.


'Why don't you shave it all off and then get it made into a wig'

Nice!


'We could cover you head in PVA glue and just stick it to your head each morning mum'


Awesome!


'You could peel it off at the end of the day like when it's on your fingers in class.......'


Starting to realise he's taking the piss!


Good job we were all laughing because when the bill came for the meal and drinks we were horrified to discover my one glass of wine had cost £8.30!!!!!!


Ouch!


So back to now.


I saw the consultant yesterday, he must be an absolute genius because he managed to get all the cancer and leave me with a decent sized boob! Also, he took 13 lymph nodes from my armpit area and only one had cancer cells in! Feel a bit peeved that I had to have them all out.......but I am trying to counter that with the knowledge that if they'd only taken a couple, I may have needed a second surgery to get more later on. So no more surgery. I'm done.


I see the oncologist next Wednesday to discuss further treatments. One step further, closer to my future!


c x