Today was the day of my check-up at the cancer clinic - two years after I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
When I was drinking, if I was scared about something I would - obviously - use booze to dampen down any trepidation.
Since I quit, I've learned all sorts of way more effective strategies for dealing with fear.
So today, I dressed in bright red - the colour of battle, the shade that says "f**k you, cancer, don't even think about it."
Then, as I did back in the early days when I was facing down the wine witch, I used visualisation.
I imagined that I was Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons, preparing for battle with my army of Unsullied.
I pictured myself as Wonder Woman, with her fabulous metallic corsetry and magic bracelets.
I strutted out of the house and, although I actually took the London Underground (District Line), pictured myself on the back of a dragon, bearing down on the Breast Unit.
I went in for my mammogram.
I did not feel at all sorry for my left boob, as they squished it flat as a pancake into the mammogram machine.
You deserve that for trying to kill me, Lefty, I thought.
(Is it normal to harbour resentment for one of your own body parts? I suspect not...)
Then I had to sit, for quite a long time, in the waiting room, for the consultant to give me the verdict.
Gradually, as the clock ticked on, my dragons flew away, followed by the feckless Unsullied. My magic bracelets reverted to plain metal, and I was left a rather terrified ex-lush housewife.
Finally, I was called in, to be told that ALL WAS WELL.
I was reminded of a phenomenal video of Will Smith talking about fear. He says: "On the other side of maximum fear are all the best things in life."
The Will Smith video is going up on the SoberMummy Facebook Page today - if you're ever afraid of anything (and who isn't?) then do watch it.
(Click here to go to the SoberMummy Facebook page, 'like' the page to stay updated).
Thank you all, so much, for all your thoughts and good wishes - they made all the difference in the world.
Love SM x