So do I suffer from hypochondria? Hell yeah!

Some would say I suffer from hypochondria on a big scale when reading my blog. This I find highly amusing, but friends and family that read my blog know me better. My medical history and habits at hiding details until I am ready to face up as got me into trouble before now. I am the type of person who will solve things myself rather than rely on pills. My visits to my diabetic nurse or MOT have shown me I cannot duck and dive forever. We all get old and things start to go wrong. You just have to be honest and tell someone. So if this is hypochondria well hey at least I know my limits. Ten years down the line these people that make such comments become distant memories, but I will know I kept my shit in order. Like I keep saying my blogs are fragments. The reader can only judge by my words written. Not the flip side of the coin. Although my words can be bland and washed out my family and friends take interest in reading them.

I had some good news today. My imposter is having its tweak on Friday to correct an issue. The muscle they used on my LD flap has to have its tether cut to my rib. It is distorting the implant and it may relax the damn thing. I am also rejecting the implant so the surgeon can have a nosey to. The grading is on 1-4 and I am smack in the middle. Am I worried? Nah. Sometimes you have to take the rough with the smooth. It was set for October last year, but I cancelled it because I was not well.

Once that has settled they will move onto sorting my nipple reconstruction out. By the time that is done my sixth month appointment will be here July 20^th. So it will be a busy six months ahead I face.

I am my master of my domain and no-one can take my individuality away not even cancer.

Slowly I am finding my feet again and settling into a new routine. The excitement of doing the race for life is spurring me into action. I am designing the skirts for the charity fun run. There are a few more ideas I want to pursue too, but baby steps first.

So do I suffer from hypochondria? Hell yeah we all do especially when our life is turned upside down, but if your suffering get it solved. Do not listen to the word hypochondria. It is your life not the person who dismissed you with that word.