Red sky of a morning....

Should have stayed in bed.
Apparently they didn't have an appointment for me at pre op today and I was considered to be a walk-in, this is where the pre op department allow the ladies from the breast clinic to call in and be seen.
Didn't happen for me. I got turned away and told they'd make an appointment which they did, for next Friday. I explained that I'd had a lift there and had to arrange for a carer to sit with mum and it mattered not a jot.
So what I actually did was have the medical photographs done, had a chat with the nurse to sign the forms and the chat filled me with dread with all the potential things they have to tell you about.
As someone who has anxiety, dwells and frets, being told anything negative just drags me down.
Ended up sobbing for the first time and then again when I got home. Good to get it out but rotten to do.

Also had an x-ray. So hopefully it won't take up so much time next week. I reported my experience to the nurse and she apologised and is going to see what happened.

Then the live in care people were asking if I could give their lady some time off while I'm in hospital. I can't. Mum can't be left totally alone. So that got to me a bit as I won't be here to see what she's doing.

At least when I got back early today the carer here today made me a cup of coffee.