

68. Operation Rapunzel
When I phoned the doctors surgery in May of last year after putting off the neck lump for nearly 8 months, I was already convinced I had cancer. In the early days I had conversations with the lump in my head and just knew it was going to be more than I wanted to deal with, even it might be too late to do anything at all. The following month, I'd already made the decision when I had my usual 'treat' yourself hair dressers appointment , which actually was never a treat, because






















