Yesterday I had my breast biopsy done and it wasn't a ball of fun but the staff were universally nice and helpful a I got through it, not without a degree of discomfort - not from the biopsy itself but from the position I had to maintain for about 30 minutes in which my breathing was severely restricted. Thank goodness for my yoga practice which allowed me to utilise the small amount of ribcage which was moveable. Now I just have to await the results.
I am not supposed to do any strenuous physical exercise for a few days and not allow the shower to pour water directly on the dressing so I used my bath for the first time. When I lived in Cottesloe I had a huge spa bath which took ages to fill so I rarely used it and since I moved to this apartment over three years ago I have showered - the cats being the only ones to use the bath; they like me to turn on the tap so that they can play with the stream of water. But last night I felt that the time had come when it would be best to bath rather than shower and ooops!
The drains are not all that efficient and eventually I experience what I call 'the plughole symphony' when the five drainage holes gurgle. That happened last night when I emptied the bath and a lot of black sludge came up into one of the hand basins. I poured top-strength Domestos down the drains and left it for 30 minutes, after which I ran hot water through. It seems to have worked but I will probably need to send a brush down the central drain in the floor and remove any loose hair. Such fun!
Anyway, I am feeling fine today; yesterday I was a bit spaced out. Now I just have to wait until next week sometime when I will find out the results of the biopsy and where I need to go from there. Hopefully there will be nothing suspicious but a positional clip has been inserted just in case and to enable subsequent accurate viewing of the spot.
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