Lumps and Bumps

One thing I’m good at, post divorce, is riding out loss of control.  I still don’t like it but I’ve developed a real understanding that I’m not in charge.  So when things are falling apart around me, I know that at some point, they will come together again….even if it’s a bit disjointed when it does.

I’m waiting on the results of a biopsy this week.  I’m not particularly stressed or phased by it.  I’ve had it done before, a number of years ago.  Unfortunately I’m prone to developing this pea sized lump that we women dread to find.  The last one left of its own accord.  I was a bit complacent in getting this one checked, thinking it would do the same.  It may well do but there’s a length of time that’s sensible to wait and then there’s one that’s not.

The experience of a biopsy is never pleasant especially when it’s a male doctor and lady parts involved.  I appreciate my doctor was a kind man, trying to make me comfortable but talking about my day with my bits hanging out was just not working for me.  Thankfully, after a couple attempts, he left me to my own devices; humming the theme tune to Ghostbusters (I didn’t even realise I knew the theme tune to Ghostbusters, kindly doctor pointed it out).

I feel exhausted and whilst pretty hopeful that the biopsy is clear, I’m sure that there is something lacking.  It’s not like me to turn down a night out, cancel on friends or have to take myself to bed at 9pm.  Vitamin D deficiency, my sister in law thinks.  Anaemia, my friend thinks.  Overworked, my mum thinks.  I don’t have the energy to think.  Goodnight!

8 thoughts on “Lumps and Bumps

  1. Pingback: A Spoonful of Sugar.. | DESI, DIVORCED AND DAMN FABULOUS

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s