A week later we’re
at the diagnostic center. It’s time for my first mammogram. Between what I’ve heard
from other women and my own research I pretty much knew what to expect. Hold on
here, turn here, arm up, arm to the side...and of course the squeeeezzze! It
really wasn't too bad though, I thought it would hurt more. It’s over so I put
my gown back on and the tech picks up the phone to call someone, I struggle
to hear (blah blah blah CLUSTERS blah blah) WHAT?! What does that mean?? “Um
excuse miss did you find something?” “I’m sorry the Doctor has to go over the
results with you.” (sigh)
I’m back in the waiting area with my
husband waiting to for an ultrasound next.
“Babe, I overheard her call someone
and say there are clusters”, “ what does that mean?", “I
don't know I read online that sometimes that could be cancer related.” Right
about now I’m freaking out and we start googling. (You know, doing exactly what I
tell MY patients NOT to do! No Google!)
Now I get called in for an ultrasound. The tech was so sweet and kept talking to me trying to make me feel more comfortable.
We are chatting and laughing and then there was an abrupt silence. Do you see
something? “The doctor will go over everything with you in a few minutes….” Yeah, yeah (eyeroll).
Back to the husband, “Babe, she was talking
then became silent, I know she saw something.” My positive husband tells me I
don't know that, it's probably nothing.
After sitting in the waiting room for
a week, ok maybe it was 10 minutes, we finally get called in. “We did find a suspicious mass.” WHAT?! “What does that mean?”, “It’s a suspicious mass” (really dude?) “We need
to schedule you for a biopsy to determine if its malignant”… (sigh)…Went home
and drank some wine.
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