So, I’ve had another Zoladex stabbing today.
Going to a specific gynaecology practice made the experience marginally more pleasant.
It still hurt like a bastard, but much less bleeding and (so far) no bruising.
Hysterectomy is still not booked, but I do have a colposcopy booked for 29th November, which happens to be the same day as #1 Son’s Parent-Teacher conference, but thankfully the appointments do not overlap.
It just means that the hus-creature will need to work from home that day.
I earned geek cred with a lovely RN at the clinic for wearing this t-shirt:
She is a fellow GoT geek and we chatted a lot about Season 7 twists and turns.
I was also wearing Hufflepuff socks, but I didn’t need to show ankles today…
Today was a hard day for #1 Son and we are awaiting an email from his teacher to explain why.
But he did come home sporting this:
So it clearly wasn’t all bad.
TT has spent the last 4+ hours inconsolable for random reasons and I am now counting down the minutes until bedtime.