You Can Do This

Nell: We’re posting a little early today.

Me: Yes, we are.

Nell: That’s because you and Kev have to leave here soon for the hospital.

Me: Yes. I finally have an appointment to see the consultant about my skin cancer.

Nell: And we’re hoping they will remove it today if they can.

Me: But we don’t know if it’s possible. I may have to go back another time.

Nell: Let’s just see what they say. One step at a time.

Me: I’m a bit frightened, Nell.

Nell: Of course you are. It’s perfectly understandable. Anyone would be.

Me: I wish I was braver.

Nell: You’re doing really well. You went to the hairdressers and you had a serious conversation with Sophie.

Me: I did and she said she’ll be there for me if I need her.

Nell: And in the meantime your hair looks wonderful.

Me: For now.

Nell: Remember what I told you about catastrophising?

Me: I know.

Nell: We all do it. Our minds jump to the worst conclusion.

Me: They do.

Nell: Which actually stops us finding out what’s really going on.

Me: It does.

Nell: Not knowing is far worse than having the facts in front of you.

Me: Yes.

Nell: It’s much better to know where you are.

Me: Yes.

Nell: Once we know what we’re dealing with we can do something about it.

Me: You’re right.

Nell: And you’re not alone with this. You have Kev and us and your family and friends. A whole army beside you.

Me: I’m very lucky to have such support.

Nell: So unleash that inner warrior and go and do this.

Me: Yes.

Nell: I’ll be there when you come home. You and me. Always.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Nell: No sorries. This isn’t a sorry sort of day.

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