It's Beginning to Feel a lot like Christmas

Tommy and I went to see Mr Wood at the QEII. A lot of liquid had built up behind my scar so he stuck in a big needle and drained out 2 and a half large syringes full of goo. 

I had not realised that he would have the results of my operation biopsies back before Christmas, but they were in, and he informed us that they had found cancer residue in the removed breast (as expected) and that the lymph glands which he removed were all clear, so the cancer had not spread to them! Which is fantastic news. 

Christingle

It was good to get out of bed and the house, but returned from the hospital absolutely zonked and slept oh so deeply for a couple of hours. Tommy woke me up so that we could go to the childrens' school Christmas church service... Christingle.

I was so excited about going, the school had kindly allowed us to have priority parking and a reserved me a front pew. It was such a lovely service; Rebecca as a school Councillor got to carry a Christingle down the aisle. She also played the recorder, and they both played We Wish You a Merry Christmas on their guitars. 

All Saints Church, Hertford

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