Glaswegian bloody mindedness, that was my downfall. Just cos the nasty people at NICE said I couldn't have a mammogram for three years, even though my mother and my sister and my brother had all had breast cancer... I said they were being "irresponsible". The people at Guys told me my families cancers were 'not familial' so that was that. Fortunately I have a great GP who was on my side so I got an appointment at the imaginatively named 'breast' clinic.
There I was lectured on the amount of money mammograms cost and that I was only allowed a physical examination. Within seconds of the examination, the nurse said I should have a mammogram.
Oh bugger I thought, that wasn't in the plot...
Thursday, 7 July 2011
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
Everyone knows someone with breast cancer
I was not planning to be one of them but there you go, this is really an update for my functional and dis-functional family (they probably think they know who they are) and friends plus anyone who needs a bit of daft advice or tips. So please pass it on if there's someone you know who's feeling a bit lost.
A sense of humour is also essential.
A sense of humour is also essential.
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