There I was thinking 2007 couldn’t get much worse. Oh dear. I’ve just been told I have ovarian cancer, early stages so prognosis is good, but I’ll most likely need chemotherapy. I’ll find that out on Thursday. So I might be doing the Great Edinburgh Run next year in a wig, and I might be walking it, but I sure as hell plan to be there. As sister no.3 has just asked “why is it the clean living one of the family this has happened to?” Positive thinking starts here and I think I’ll start looking forward to a good 2009.