New woman here I come

Yay looks like I'm going to get my chest cut open, my bits taken out and I'm pleased about it and I'm not even drunk!!
My specialist has decided that the time is right and I am ready now and if all the tests go well and there are a great many of them by the sounds of it, then I'll go off to Papworth and be put on the list.
I feel as if I've just got another hearing against a prison sentence which I already had one foot in the prison cell, but now I've a good barrister firmly on my side.
He asked a lot of questions about my holiday, about work etc and I've had to agree on some conditions. I also answered the questions as honestly as I could without sounding like the local loony, as I know I've got to go for a psychological test as well and I know I'm not right in the head without having a specialist telling me. Blimey, I do hope there's not a test for anger management, as I'd fail that bugger straight away!
I'm never a hundred percent sure of what he's thinking, as he smiles a great deal all the time, but I honestly hope that over the years he has got to know me a bit at least and that even though I'm a pain in the arse, I am a fairly good person who is very determined.

Big hugs to my friend Julie, who not only sat with me this morning in hospital, then had to go back tonight and sit with her son who took a tumble off his motorbike. This was her worse nightmare and he is now laying in a hospital bed with a smashed knee. Get well soon Darren and please get rid of the bike for your mother's sake.
Love you Julie

Lots of love Debbie x