Biopsy

I had a fun Thursday, how 'bout you?

I had an appointment for a 3D mammogram.

Remember when I said that mammograms don't cause me pain, some discomfort sometimes, but not ever pain.

Well, this sucker was PAINFUL.  Wowsa.  

After the horrific test from all angles and pain points, they let me go back to the cubicle to sit and wait. If they need another imaging test, they'd let me know. The nice nurse came back and told me they didn't need anymore pics to get dressed, and she'll wait for me. 

I did as told, got dressed, and opened the door. There was my little nurse.

She was a very nice woman who, I bet, has seen more breasts in her lifetime than a Playboy photographer.  

The nurse leads me to a room. She opened the door, and it was very dark inside.  The doctor stands up, introduces himself, and shakes my hand.  The radiologist is a nice, calm man. A very calming face. 

He puts up all my boob pics and begins to show and talk to me. 

He explains everything I read on Dr. Google. 😊

In the meantime, my nurse is rubbing my forearm as if comforting me.  

It was odd.

I'm thinking if it's good news, she wouldn't be doing this; they don't comfort you when you win the 800 million lottery. So this must be bad news.

I listen. I nod. I know this stuff. 

My favorite line he said, and I quote, "mildly concerning that this could be malignant."  

Mildly? 

At one point, the room was so heavy, and I so wanted to blurt out, please stop rubbing my arm. But she was being kind, and I sure can't fault her for that. We need more kindness. I'm just a bitch. 😛

But I had to pick up the room from this dark cloud, so I said to the doctor,

"While you're in there, could you put it in it's orignial upright position that God intended?" 

That broke the tension. Whew. The doctor laughed, but while the nurse laughed, she kept rubbing my arm. Is she nervous? Or just nervous for me?

The only time a medical professional has done that with me was when we weren't sure if Rick was going to live or die after the stroke. So this is in no way comforting, but they don't know that, so onward we go.

Needless to say, a biopsy is next. 

Someone is to call me today, Friday. Due to the upcoming storm, they said things are being moved around, so you may not hear from them, but no later than Monday.  

So there ya have it. 

I believe it is nothing.

I refuse to believe it's something because I've had enough. More than enough." They" couldn't possibly dump more on me!"  (famous last words)

In the meantime, we are expected to receive a bad ice storm. Thankfully, no snow. But they expect our power to be out for days. Really, you know this already? What are you doing to prevent this? Is there anything that can be done? The governor was on tv all afternoon scaring the shit out of the NC residents. 

Having lived where the lines were underground, I have not had to deal with this. So my entire house is electric. So no food, heat, or toilets for days?  OMG. We have filled up buckets (big Home Depot buckets) of water for the toilet so we can use them should we lose electricity.  Rick also wanted to fill the one bathtub with water too. I thought that was overkill, but I'm letting him, he may be correct. No harm if not needed.

We have food, warm blankets, candles, batteries, battery-controlled lamps/light bulbs, flashlights, handwarmers, feet warmers, etc. 

I know this is bad all over the Midwest, the Northeast, and the South. Be safe and stay warm!

I think snow up north is far easier!!!!!!!!