Yesterday I shared that my smear highlighted some concerns and I had been referred to a specialist. This is the second post explaining what happened next…..
You know when you are really looking forward to something, like really looking forward and then you get some crap that spoils it? Well that is what happened after my referral was made. After seeing the GP my head span from I’ve got cervical cancer to I’m fine. I had been referred under the two-week cancer pathway because my cervix does not look healthy. Nice huh.
I told a few friends who spent time reassuring me that all would be fine. My mum called me a pessimist but I quickly pointed out that I’m educated rather than a pessimist. I was the same when Erin was being diagnosed with ddh. I did the things you are told not to, I googled every single variable that I could. I claim that I am educating myself, her surgeon would agree. There is nothing I don’t know, I understand all medical jargon and could conduct a medical review with all the team!
I take the same approach to everything.
I knew when the appointment would be for and I was right! The GP appointment had been late Wednesday afternoon. On Friday morning the post landed with a thud and the enveloped and franking was instantly recognisable. I ripped open the appointment to see it was a week away at 5pm. Literally, the last appointment of the week and I was due to be going away at midday that Friday. A blogging retreat.
I rang to see if I could change it and I was told nope. I was told not to cancel or postpone as it was important. Therefore I rearranged all my plans. My gorgeous friend Jane from Northernmum insisted on driving to my house to take to me to the appointment before driving me on to Minehead.
I went for a colposcopy – I doubled up paracetamol and ibuprofen to ease the discomfort. I giggled with Jane whilst I waited to be called.
We went in and the consultant was reading my notes. He switched screens as he had fast-tracked my smear result and the words negative jumped out at me. He explained that my cervix was clear and the smile spread across my face. I was clear of cervical cancer. There was no point in doing a colposcopy because we now know that that part of my lady garden is fine.
However, it is not quite the end of the story. I still have an unhealthy looking cervix and I have now been referred for a hysteroscopy – I am not sure when it will be. This involves looking further up and into the womb. Not the most pleasant sounding procedure but needs must. A hysteroscopy means that the consultant still has some concerns and that my problems are higher up into my womb.