Well there I was cup off coffee sat in the recovery room... Nurse had gone off to find Caz. The curtains were pulled across to give me some time to reflect on what news I have been given.... How do I tell her .. Then a cold feeling went through my body..... How will I tell my Dad and my kids .. Seconds later I heared footsteps of my fair lady, whoosh the curtains swiped open and Caz walked in and sat next to me our oeys looked at each other. What I said next was not nice to say the least 'It's not good news Caz I'm afraid it's Cancer' I truly can't remember if we hugged or I just put my arm around her, not many words were said. She asked if the doctor was going to see us. But me being me said no I'm okay.
We got our selves composed and left the hospital with a business card of the Colorectal nurse specialist.
We was told they will ring me on Monday. We'll I had no food and was a tad hungry. My lady took me to Morrison for a full English... Boy did I enjoy it😜👍.
Later that day Caz was reading some of the leaflets we had received and it said after the procedure only have a light feed. Oops too late for that!
I booked the Monday off work so as not to miss the phone call.
We decided to go Wales on the Sunday to get our heads cleared of the Saturday.
We both needed it and Sam dog enjoyed the running on the beach.