I had an appointment to have my dressing removed early Monday morning before I went off on for a short break with family to Wales which was planned just shortly before I found the lump.
Janice and Beastie came to pick me up.
The big reveal occurred but I could't see the scar and I wasn't offered a mirror to look. All I wanted was to get the dressing off and know it was healing as it should and get off to Wales. I think having the holiday to look forward was a distraction of what had happened.I returned home, and Janice helped me get my bags together, and we had a brew before sista was due. And then I waited.... and waited.... and eventually they arrived. 4 sets of teenage feet jumped out of the hire van as it was toilet stop before heading off. Hugs (gentle ones) and they shot up the stairs to wait in line for the loo. I adore these boys of mine.
My luggage was carried down the stairs and we locked up and headed off to Wales.


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