Well, not really a loose end. I had papers to fill in, health forms to send off, admin. I called the place where I'll be doing the weird radioactive test tomorrow and told them I have a phobia about needles. (I don't really have a phobia but I am v scared of them so maybe I do in fact?) I asked them to explain the test to me as I was worried about it. The secretary was in fact very nice. She explained what they do and that the needle they'll put in my breast is very fine, so fine in fact that some women don't even feel it going in. That I do NOT believe, however she said that it would be just like a pinprick, so maybe it'll be ok? It reassured me a bit anyway. Apparently then they put you on a machine that monitors whether the liquid has reached the lymph nodes and then they mark them on my skin with a cross. X marks the spot.
Miss Texas is kindly taking me and we'll be stocking up with bad magazines as sometimes one has to wait quite a while before the liquid gets around to the right place, several hours in fact. Let's hope my lymph glands are working well tomorrow and more to the point, let's hope they don't find cancer in them.
I did have a big gulping cry today, however, when the postman delivered a parcel from UK. It was this beautifully made, soft, fleecy, ribbon edged blanket - bed sized, it's folded in the picture. What made me cry was the lovely embroidered message. These are all my friends from school who sent it. They are all far away in UK - we meet up whenever we can a few times a year - but they will be with me keeping me warm in hospital, wrapping me in love, literally. What a thoughtful, touching, kind present to organise. Aren't I so lucky? Thank you so much. Oh god I think I'm going to cry again!
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