It's officially Monday. The day I get my "news". For those of you who may have missed the last post, or who may not be my FaceBook friends, in a few hours, I'll learn whether or not I have breast cancer.
The repeat mammogram was Monday. I went in thinking that I'd be told that there was no reason for me to worry--that my mammogram was fine and that I could come back in a year. Instead, I was told to take a seat down the hall and that the nurse would be in.
Those in the know know that such procedure isn't for good news. Ever. The nurse directed me to a "conference room" where she informed me that I needed a biopsy. It was set for Friday. It left me in terrible pain, swelling and bruising...and now I wait. I wait for a phone call that could make me happy or that could change my life forever.
I'm terrified. No lie. I've imagined my reaction to the "good" call--euphoria and tears of joy. I've imagined my reaction to the "bad" call--fear and apprehension and tears of sorrow. Either way, I'll know in a few hours...
So many of my FaceBook friends have been lovely and supportive...for which I am now and will forever be grateful. You truly DO learn who your friends are when the chips are down...
The repeat mammogram was Monday. I went in thinking that I'd be told that there was no reason for me to worry--that my mammogram was fine and that I could come back in a year. Instead, I was told to take a seat down the hall and that the nurse would be in.
Those in the know know that such procedure isn't for good news. Ever. The nurse directed me to a "conference room" where she informed me that I needed a biopsy. It was set for Friday. It left me in terrible pain, swelling and bruising...and now I wait. I wait for a phone call that could make me happy or that could change my life forever.
I'm terrified. No lie. I've imagined my reaction to the "good" call--euphoria and tears of joy. I've imagined my reaction to the "bad" call--fear and apprehension and tears of sorrow. Either way, I'll know in a few hours...
So many of my FaceBook friends have been lovely and supportive...for which I am now and will forever be grateful. You truly DO learn who your friends are when the chips are down...
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