I don't know how to feel right now. I got two letters in the post on Wednesday. One was a brown envelope from the hospital, the other was a package.

The package turned out to be an announcement that I have won a writing competition and one of my short stories will appear in a book to be published in October. That was fantastic news.

The letter was a request from the hospital to go for a second ultrasound of my ovaries on the 7th August. I went for one a few weeks ago, because they were looking for PCOS. They didn't find it, but they did see something else; a growth or something next to my right ovary. The person who did the scan, seeing that I was upset, told me not to worry, and that if the doctor felt there was cause for concern, he would send me back for a second scan. So now I'm going for my second scan...

I am also going through major guilt trips at the moment over the fact that I am not working. It really bothers me that I am sitting on my bum all day while my hubby goes out to earn the money, then comes home to look after me, clean the house etc etc.

I just want this to be over. I am due to return to see my endo on the 7th August, after the scan. Hopefully then I will begin to get some answers, but I'm not holding out much hope.