Coming into focus

Oh drat! There I was, happily wandering round the village with the dogs in the snow this morning when, out of the blue, I suddenly realised that it's only just over seven weeks now until I have to go to the hospital again. Bah! Humbug! Now it's come to mind, it'll niggle away, growing larger by the day until I'm just about beside myself with worry. You'd think, wouldn't you, that I'd be used to it by now, but each visit seems to get worse rather than better in terms of the terror I feel. And this time, it'll be the two year mark, a milestone in recovery.

I must practise positive thinking or I'll be so stressed out by mid January that I'll be beyond concerned!