Isn't it amazing how you hear things all of your life, or your adult life and you put them in the back of your mind, or dismiss them all togehter? You know you say "It will never happen to me." Well, it has happened to me.
I had my first mammogram yesterday. I am two years past when it should have been done. I just kept putting it off and putting it off. Finally I decided that I needed to get it done. No, I haven't had any pain, or any of the symptoms that are related to it. I just decided to start being healthy this year so that was one of the things on my list. I didn't even think about what everyone was saying about how it mashes and hurts. Oh brother. I went in there and the only thing that I didn't like was the fact that this woman was flopping my breast around. OOoooooo yuck! So, anyway, I had the, what we call "The Booby Smash" and got dressed and the radiologist came in and she asked if I had time to get an ultrasound done. They have found something in my left breast that they want to look at further. Of course I said yes. So, then with a little bit of fear in my heart I walked with her to the ultra-sound room. Well, she did it, called someone else in there to look and then told me that she would go look at them and take them to the Radiologist Dr., whatever he is and she'd be back in about 10 very very long minutes. I sat there on the table and prayed and prayed and prayed. Ok, she didn't say the very, very long part...but it was an eternity to me. Actually she came back quicker than she said because the doctor was studying another patients films and so she said that he would have the results back to my doctor (Duncan) by Tuesday and she should call me if there is a problem. Ok, so I get dressed, again and start to walk out and low and behold, Mark was sitting in the waiting room. I asked him what he was doing there and he said he had come to take me to lunch since he forgot to leave me money. I was SSSSSOOOOO glad to see him. I didn't tell him anything and he didn't ask until we were going out the door of the hospital. Then he asked how it went and if everything was fine? I said no. Then I started crying. I was concerned of course but when I saw him and he asked, that's when I wasn't fine anymore. So, I told him everything. He is such a trooper. He said he is sure that it is just a fat lump or fluid. No problem. I wish I could believe that. I am trying to not worry about it but in the back of my mind I am. No matter what anyone says I am going to have that little fear in the back of my mind. I think my biggest fear is if it is bad, leaving Mark. He is my life. Anyway, the rest of my family too.
I talked to my dear friend last night, Jeremy's grandma, Hedy. She has been through all of this and she talked to me for a while and encouraged me. I still have that in the back of my mind though.
Well, I am a believer now of prevention, prevention, prevention!!! Get your mamo, get your annual pap...DO IT!! It could save your life.
I ask that if you are a praying person, please pray for me, Mark and Jeremy and my family as we go through this. Or, Tuesday I may be told that there it is nothing. That is the outcome I want.
Jeremy, do not be upset. We will get through this and I am going to be around for a very long time to bug you to death!!! I love you and we will be ok!!
Ok...it's a beautiful Saturday and I think we are going to go outside and play!!
Take care!!
R