The last 4 weeks for me and my man have been hell.
I made my man go to the doctors 4 weeks ago after he kept complaining about a pain in his side and he has had a cough for a while too.
There has been a ad on TV about having a cough for a while could be something serious so I kept asking him to go.
Eventually he went and the doctor did some checks and seemed concerned, concerned enough to send my man for a blood test and an ultra sound. The blood test was scheduled for last Tuesday and the ultrasound appointment eventually for this Monday just gone.
I cannot understand why these things take so long, surely if the doctor was that concerned he could set up appointments for later that week or the next but no, we had to wait 4 weeks.......4 long weeks of worrying, we both lost our mothers to cancer, mine to lung cancer and my man to pancreatic so the Big C was all either of us could think about.
As most of you know our relationship has never been plain sailing, issues with my Dad that went on for nearly a year, problematic ex wives, work/money issues, horrendous summer being ripped off at the BBQ etc etc after getting through all of that could life be so cruel as to take my soul mate away from me?
My lovely wedding and the rest of my life just taken away from me? Sounds dramatic but it is really what you think when faced with this kind of situation. It also made me realise just how much I actually love my man, obviously I knew that anyway but it made me just appreciate how much I do and that I really do not want to live without him in any way, shape or form.
After the end of the 1st week of us both being sad I decided we needed to do something fun for the day so we both could take our minds off of it so I decided we would go to London Zoo! Random and we picked possibly the worst day to go as the minute we pulled out of Haywards Heath train station the bright sunshine disappeared and the heavens opened! And it did not stop drizzling/raining all day! But the aim of that day was to have fun and it worked, we had a really love day out despite the rain, the fact I had no coat and had to buy a plastic poncho, I wore the stupidest high wedges to walk around in and it cost us £50 to get in to the Zoo (When did admission prices for Zoo's get so ridic?) We actually had a real laugh and my god did we need it.
That evening we decided that we would try our best to think positively & just get on with things as best we could until the test dates came through and we could get some results. Which we both did, in front of each other, I know I was a mess in my head and I am sure my man wasn't in a pleasant state of mind either.
That week I cooked him healthy meals, bought him his favourite ice creams & was generally a really wonderful fiancé! (He probably thought this behaviour very strange)
Anyhow, the blood test came and went, obviously you don't get instant results from those and then Monday loomed, the day of the ultrasound, I arranged to leave work earlier so that I could be with him.
After some looking around the lovely doctor said "Gall stones"
We both looked at him and he said "Yep, you have 3 gall stones, would you like to see them?"
Cue me high fiving the ultra sound scanner lady and my man bursting into tears. The doc thought this a strange reaction to being told you have gall stones as it was certainly not one he had seen before but once we explained he understood. So those weeks of worry and stress were gone in an instant.
I made my man go to the doctors 4 weeks ago after he kept complaining about a pain in his side and he has had a cough for a while too.
There has been a ad on TV about having a cough for a while could be something serious so I kept asking him to go.
Eventually he went and the doctor did some checks and seemed concerned, concerned enough to send my man for a blood test and an ultra sound. The blood test was scheduled for last Tuesday and the ultrasound appointment eventually for this Monday just gone.
I cannot understand why these things take so long, surely if the doctor was that concerned he could set up appointments for later that week or the next but no, we had to wait 4 weeks.......4 long weeks of worrying, we both lost our mothers to cancer, mine to lung cancer and my man to pancreatic so the Big C was all either of us could think about.
As most of you know our relationship has never been plain sailing, issues with my Dad that went on for nearly a year, problematic ex wives, work/money issues, horrendous summer being ripped off at the BBQ etc etc after getting through all of that could life be so cruel as to take my soul mate away from me?
My lovely wedding and the rest of my life just taken away from me? Sounds dramatic but it is really what you think when faced with this kind of situation. It also made me realise just how much I actually love my man, obviously I knew that anyway but it made me just appreciate how much I do and that I really do not want to live without him in any way, shape or form.
After the end of the 1st week of us both being sad I decided we needed to do something fun for the day so we both could take our minds off of it so I decided we would go to London Zoo! Random and we picked possibly the worst day to go as the minute we pulled out of Haywards Heath train station the bright sunshine disappeared and the heavens opened! And it did not stop drizzling/raining all day! But the aim of that day was to have fun and it worked, we had a really love day out despite the rain, the fact I had no coat and had to buy a plastic poncho, I wore the stupidest high wedges to walk around in and it cost us £50 to get in to the Zoo (When did admission prices for Zoo's get so ridic?) We actually had a real laugh and my god did we need it.
That evening we decided that we would try our best to think positively & just get on with things as best we could until the test dates came through and we could get some results. Which we both did, in front of each other, I know I was a mess in my head and I am sure my man wasn't in a pleasant state of mind either.
That week I cooked him healthy meals, bought him his favourite ice creams & was generally a really wonderful fiancé! (He probably thought this behaviour very strange)
Anyhow, the blood test came and went, obviously you don't get instant results from those and then Monday loomed, the day of the ultrasound, I arranged to leave work earlier so that I could be with him.
After some looking around the lovely doctor said "Gall stones"
We both looked at him and he said "Yep, you have 3 gall stones, would you like to see them?"
Cue me high fiving the ultra sound scanner lady and my man bursting into tears. The doc thought this a strange reaction to being told you have gall stones as it was certainly not one he had seen before but once we explained he understood. So those weeks of worry and stress were gone in an instant.
We have decided that it was fair warning though and as from Sunday we will both be giving up the unhealthy things and starting a new
So hurrah for gall stones! And please universe, enough already!
So hurrah for gall stones! And please universe, enough already!
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