Well, here we go... time to get this rot out of my face. I can honestly say I was very scared, I hope my family didn't pick up on that, was hard enough on them as it was without them worrying about me even more.
What I just couldn't get my head around was the fact that I was going to walk into hospital on that Saturday, with no real symptoms, no lump showing if you looked at my face, yet by the evening I was going to have a part of my face missing forever.
Yes I know that meant I would be cancer free, but to be honest I didn't really feel like I had anything wrong with me... very weird.
Surgery at high noon - deep breath... all be ok (fingers crossed)