LEFT, RIGHT & CENTRE

Imagine buying a new car. You choose it because you like it and it’s unique. The colour you choose is original and you don’t know anyone else who’s got this make or model. You drive it proudly off the forecourt and take it for a quick spin, when suddenly, another car drives past you that’s the same colour as your new car. You spot another, then another, then another, until you see one that’s the exact make, model, colour and body shape as the one you’ve just bought. You’ve never noticed them before but now they’re everywhere. “Bugger!”. It always happens that way.

Daybreak. Cancer. BBC news. Cancer. This Morning. Cancer. Loose “bloody” Women. Cancer. Eastenders. Cancer. It’s everywhere. From not being able get travel insurance to fizzy drinks giving you it. Everywhere. I keep expecting Jeremy Kyle, Homes Under The Hammer or the Sherrifs to squeeze it in somewhere. World Cancer Day has a lot to answer for.

I’d never really noticed it before but now every time I hear the word Cancer I look at Sam to make sure she’s ok. I check her reaction just to make sure she isn’t getting upset or giving me that look to either turn it over or just turn it off. I can see she wants to forget about it, hide in a corner or bury her head in the sand but it’s all too real.

It’s about to take a step closer tomorrow. We’re meeting with the chemotherapy consultant (I assume that’s what he’s called) to discuss the plan of action for treatment. Hopefully they’ll check to see how her armpit is healing, provisionally book in a date to start the sessions and then go through the details with us. Also, hopefully, we’ll get the results from the LNB biopsy from the lab. This will tell us if there are any cancerous traces in her lymph nodes. Whatever the result, nothing will change what happens next. Sam will still have chemotherapy as planned but the step after that will only alter if the result is positive. Instead of just having the surgery to remove the tumour (after it’s shrunk to the size of a pea hopefully), they’ll also have to remove all her lymph nodes (only if positive remember) and apparently that’s big job. That’s not the result we’re rooting for though. We want All CLEAR please. A bit of “Confirmed! Mrs Lester we know for sure” news and not “It looks like it’s ok but we’re not 100% sure” news.

We’ve been good all week so, in theory, our luck should start to change. We’ve not kicked a black cat, smashed a mirror, put our shoes on the table, opened an umbrella indoors or done that snappy snappy thing with scissors that my mum always told me was bad luck.

So, all clear please Mr Nodes. 😉