Saturday, 27 December 2008
It's official - I am 'normal'
Well, I hope you all had a fun time at Christmas! Our holiday was unexpectedly quiet, as Mr Kitsch had a bad case of man-flu, and so we didn't have Christmas with his family in Somerset as planned. Instead, we had a quiet, but enjoyable time, with him under a blanket on the sofa and me taking the opportunity to relax. No, I did look after him as well, but I also did a fair bit of snoozing!
I think the tiredness was a reaction to how I had been feeling before Christmas. I had got myself stupidly depressed on and off. I think a lot of it was because of a health scare I had, which had been hanging over for me for a few weeks. I had a bit of trouble in my 'Downstairs Ladies Department' (as Cissy and Ada would say). The doctors were being extra careful, I think, as earlier this year my sister was diagnosed with endometrial (womb) cancer (all now resolved, we hope). No reason to be alarmed, but it could be hereditary, and I had certain symptoms which could be a bad sign, etc. So I had a series of tests, ending up with a biopsy (not a pleasant experience!). I couldn't believe the number of people who ended up having a look around 'down there'! I had to wait a couple of weeks for the biopsy result, but I finally got a phonecall on December 23rd (bless them for that). It was "normal", as were all my other tests. Hoorah!
Of course some people might dispute that I could ever be 'normal', but I now have proof!