Brief background: Occasional (ie every 3 months or so) tummy cramps. Usually ignored until after a year or so I thought I should check it with GP. No concerns but sent for routine blood tests. Bit 'iffy' referred to hospital to be on the safe side. This was August last year, hospital appointment came through for January. So very nearly didn't go but social conscious took over as didn't want to reside in the 'did not attend category'. Physical examination identified swelling in the abdomen. Speedy CT scan. Follow up appointment. Consultant fudging a bit and ordered MRI scan " to be on the safe side". Follow up to MRI and informed that almost certainly Colon Cancer. Surgery planned for 10 days hence. Arrived for surgery yesterday. Pre opped and bedecked in very attractive hospital issue gown and even more dazzling surgical socks. Visited by numerous hospital personnel, checked/poked/prodded and cross examined. Raring to go....only to be visited by consultant an hour later and informed that op is cancelled as no bed in HDU..confused but then clarity is brought to the situation. Not only am I to be subjected to a lapadoodle (can't remember technical term) but because of position of the tumour there is a 50 -50 chance I need the Whipple procedure also. One op takes 2 hours the other 7 and extended follow up in HDU. Its going to be another 2-3 weeks before another op can be organised. My brain has come to a shuddering halt. To be fair, I probably didn't digest (Freudian) all information shared previously as immediately the term Cancer was mentioned I confess to zoning out. However, the term Whipple is definitely new as is mention of the pancreas. Last couple of weeks I confess to minimisation. I have laughed, joked and been determined to make everybody else feel OK and not awkward or embarrassed around me. Of course there is also the need to protect my 85 year old mum and my only daughter. I have hit a brick wall today. Can't be honest with close friends or family how terrified I actually am. Thank Goodness I live alone and don't need to put an act on for a partner. There must be others who have felt what I'm feeling...How do you get through this?