Yesterday I had a hospital appointment to discuss a cyst that had been found on my liver. Although my GP was sure it was nothing to worry about she couldn’t rule anything out and wanted me to see a specialist.
I was sure that it was all good but in the back of mind I was doing my normal “what ifs” in full panic mode.
My health hasn’t played fair and I was frightened this would be another knock back.
Thankfully the specialist isn’t to worried she is sending my ultrasound for a second opinion but that’s just to be thorough. Liver functions are all good and I only need to just keep my diet healthy as most of us do.
So why now after the appointment and good news am I feeling so freaked out?
My husband believes because I was pretending I wasn’t worried that the relief is actually a counter shock and that’s why I’m so emotional.
Sounds about right.
I guess you go through life knowing about cancer and liver disease but you just pray it’s never going to happen to you. So when a GP has to mention it you find yourself tumbling into worst case scenarios.
Yesterday my tumbling got stopped and I’m truly grateful for that.
But it has also been a good reminder that I need to take care of myself.
My healthy diet has been slipping recently due to being so busy I need to work on this. Keep to my swimming sessions and generally take better care of myself.
I was lucky this time and I won’t take that for granted.
An aftershock or a warning shock ?