There’s a saying in our language. If you go out at night one of these days you’ll meet a ghost.

I never thought it would happen to me. Results came back today. Not good. I’ve got the dreaded C. Was out and about so quickly rushed home to grab my rain jacket.

It’s cold and wet. I’m off to the clinic to grab treatment for all of us.

One good thing if I didn’t get it tested I’d never know. Another good thing what I’m doing is out in the open. Hubby knows.

Now to break the news to him. Have already told Mr Boardie. Hopefully he can pop out today for me to give him his treatment.

Not a good day. Here is hoping the blood test comes back negative.