As soon as I heard the results of my biopsy I was told to call my primary care provider (PCP). I called on Friday afternoon and got an appointment on Monday morning. The speed at which I got the appointment shocked me, is this really serious?
Before my appointment with Dr. Keller I had a dental cleaning that I had scheduled 6 months before. It was the first time I had to tell someone I had cancer. It didn’t feel real, how could this be. I eat so well, I’m not overweight. I could workout more, but I’m not totally sedentary and I hit 10,000 steps most days.
As I was driving home from the dentist the Imaging Center called to check if I had scheduled my MRI. I didn’t know I needed an MRI. I pulled over to the side of the road to take the call. Apparently an MRI is scheduled after a positive biopsy result. My MRI was scheduled for Tuesday June 2; tomorrow! I remember thinking “shit just got real” and this must be what people talk about when they are diagnosed and go through a rollercoaster of appointments.
It was Thursday, biopsy day, I had breakfast and got to the imaging center at 7:30am. By 7:45am I was topless, I texted the Hubs <Topless already!>. I was amazingly calm. At 8 am they took me into a different room unlike the mammogram rooms, this room had a weird massage table with a hole in it. I lay on my stomach and my boobs hung through the hole. A plexi-glass square with a hole in it was used to clamp my right boob in place. There was no escape!
There were two nurses that took several X-rays and moved the plexi-glass around until they found the area they wanted. Dr. McAleese arrived later and walked up to my face and said “Are you a real red head?” I replied yes.
It was late April 2015, I’d been out of work for a few months after being laid off in January and I was watching stay-at-home mom TV. Well, that’s my impression of the mid-morning TV shows. They’re chatty, a bit fun and can be helpful and informative. If I was surrounded by munchkins day after day, I’d have the TV on in the background…if only to hear an adult voice. Anyway, I had my iPad searching for jobs and The View on. They were talking about new regulations for mammograms that stated once a year was not necessary. The group were not in agreement. I don’t remember exactly how the discussion went because it was just in the background, but I did hear Whoopi Goldberg say something like “Just call your doctor and make an appointment!” It has been (ahem) over a year for me, and it sounded like it was directed at me. It pinged something in my subconscious that knew I was overdue for some boob squeezing. I took the order from Whoopi well. I stood up, went to my home office, found the number for the Imaging Center and made an appointment. Continue reading Life is going to get interesting May 17, 2015→