Flossie and I are on the boat going south tonight to Aberdeen.
At the beginning of the week, I received in the post an appointment for a “second assessment” from Aberdeen Royal Infirmary Breast Screening Department. The original scan was unclear or inconclusive – I forget which.
Patient Travel booked me a cabin there and back so I decided to take Flossie with me for moral support (and a shopping trip, if there is time). I have paid separately for her to accompany me. We have a list from OH and Daisy too.
Anyway, I refuse to be worried. I probably coughed or something during the original scan and things are a blur. Better safe than sorry. I shall go to the hospital appointment and then we shop til we drop (that, or make base camp at a local Aberdonian Asian supermarket with adjacent restaurant).
We come home on tomorrow night’s boat. Think of me and think of Flossie carrying the shopping. I am determined all is well. It is out of my hands.
We should’ve brought one of these!