Awake before dawn.
Another trip to Lacrosse to see a doctor who specializes in genetics. I am in a study--research group that will look at my genetic workup and see if I have the screwed up genes that cause cancer.
Interestingly enough I also mentioned to the genetic doctor that I needed to make an appt to have something looked at.
He got on the phone and got me in to see a breast cancer surgeon within an hour. Dr J spoke with me, felt the suspicious area. Within minutes I was in a whirlwind of mammography, ultrasound, and then a biopsy.
Ouch.
Yeah this one sucked big time. I was terrified until I saw the doctors, then suddenly I felt an inner calm.
Talk about wierd.
The worst part was the huge 'core sampler' he used to take his biopsy. I was numb, but seeing that big arsed needle --- just whoa...it was something.
So what did I do? When we stopped in Walmart tonite to pick up a fuel filter for mother in law's car...I picked up a beading kit.
Tonite I made a beaded choker to match my mules rythm beads.
I'm so tired. I'm sure it is okay. But you worry until you hear one way or another.
Good gracious, Val. You've sure had your share of medical problems this year. :( Shoot, MORE than your share I'd say.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure this is going to turn out fine. Everything will be ok. :)