I originally posted this blog two years ago but it still rings true…
There is a time in every cancer survivors year when a dreaded day (or two…) comes around. They are of course the dreaded check-ups!
I remember the first time I had to go back for a check up, pushing back the tears as I arrived the hospital. The familiar sights and smells… immediately I felt like I was driving back for yet another chemotherapy appointment or to get some more “it’s worse than we initially thought” type horrible news.
I have gone so far as to actively try and avoid these dreaded days but they always catch up with you, usually encouraged by husband saying “Nic, what’s happening with your appointment?” “seriously Nic, what’s happening?”
Well I couldn’t make the last appointment so I will rebook… you know…. next month… or maybe the month after… no rush hey?!
“Actually Nic – yes, there is. Your delaying the inevitable and if there is something…
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