Off to the Dr

I have an appointment in 40 minutes. The reason: I found a lump in my breast last night. Stress would be an understatement. I so hope it is just where my name tag at work has been bumped against my breast or something. W has already asked what music I want at my funeral. I think he was joking. I took two diazepam to sleep last night (at almost 1am) and that seemed to help.

So I hope to come away with a mammogram appointment for Monday morning, or an assurance that it is a pulled muscle (as W thinks!), or it is hormonal.

Breathe in, breathe out!

I think I have a meditation CD around here somewhere that I will put on after work this afternoon...

Will try and report back after seeing GP and before work...