I am a bad decision maker.
Not in the sense that the decisions I make lead to bad outcomes. Just that I dither, um and ah and contemplate too much. Needless to say, I am not a fan of having to make a decision, I'd rather some one else do it for me. And as if to highlight this breif explanation, it's curious that some of my very best decisions have been made completely by accident.
The story that this introduction is leading up to happened several months ago. It had been a perfectly ordinary day, when quite unexpectantly I came across a lump in my chest. A very teeny - tiny lump but a lump nevertheless. I ummed and I ahhed but thankfully I did decide to go and visit my doctor as soon as possible. A couple of weeks later and I was sat opposite a consultant at my local hospital where I found out that the lump I had found (the teeny one) was nothing to worry about. However, the scan had concluded that there was a very suspicious looking mass nearby and this mass turned out to be breast cancer.
It's not the kind of news that anyone is ever prepared for and it took a lot of getting my head around. A lot has happened since that day regarding surgery and treatment. It's been a tricky road but I'm thankful I have had good support from my family and friends throughout.
It's not over yet by a long way. There's been a lot of resting (and knitting), a long list of things I'm not allowed to do and an even longer list of things I'm not up to doing.
I'm hoping I might see a return to being up to sewing soon but in the meantime I've been playing around on the computer with new idea's.
It could take a while but if there is one thing I do have it's time!