Be careful what you wish for

How funny that recently I have been complaining about a lack of time because it would appear that fate, having a warped sense of humour, is allowing me to have a couple of months off. Why? Well, and honestly I'm not making this up to get attention or sympathy or anything like that, I need a hysterectomy.

Yup. My innocent little polyps that have been making my life a misery every month for the last few years are full of "pre-cancerous cells". If I don't have them removed prior to my kidney transplant, which is followed by immunosuppressive therapy, which oh by the way switches off the body's ability to fight cancer, could turn into full blown cancer. Apparently removng them alone is insufficient, no, I have to have my womb, my fallopian tubes and my ovaries removed too.

Oh and in case I forget, no I can't receive HRT because my problems are all hormone related. Hello brittle bones, hello prematurely wrinkly and dry skin, hello droopy boobs, hello hot flushes - goodbye sex drive and please shut the door on the way out, the ability to ever bear children ever again.

I'll be back again when I'm sober, in a more positive frame of mind and when I've run out of commas.

If I only had c-c-c-courage.