Nerves of jelly

So tomorrow is my first visit back at Royal Columbian Hosp for a mammogram that I have to get every 6 months because of my progressive breast disease. I am not happy to the techs not finding it before it tumour had gotten that big and now every 6 months I have to go get re-mammogrammed, re-imaged and re-biopsied to see what has changed towards the breast cancer. I am not impressed. Talk about a death sentence hanging over my head. But trying to keep positive.