Yep, I'm having one of those times. Found out I have a tumour that will require me to have a hysterectomy at the end of the month. Endometrial cancer. Not exactly the way I expected to celebrate my birthday.
But it could be worse, and I am dealing with it pretty well. Just knowing made a lot of difference, instead of just waiting in limbo. I'll be 55; this would have been a lot more traumatic about 20 years ago when I had a similar, but different scare. At least now, knowing, I can do something.
But it does have me thinking of things that really matter - my husband, my friends, and the things that really count in my life.
Any spare thoughts, vibes, prayers, well wishes my way will be appreciated.