I had the call this evening on my way out the door. The doctor admitted she had to do some research before she could call me. Even Dr. Johnston wasn't sure she fully understood all the results
Out of 5 samples, only one is considered pre-cancerous! They all sported big, long all names that were created just so doctors could pass themselves off as intelligent to their patients (or maybe it was an attempt to see how many letters of the alphabet they could use in one word). One of the samples was calcifications, that I do recall. For now, I need a diagnostic mammogram every 6 months.
I was behaving like an idiot. I could tell from her tone of voice that everything came back fine but I needed to let her talk-hear the words. I felt like a 5 yo old who was given a much coveted pony for her birthday! As Dr. Johnston prepared to hang up, she wished me a "Happy Holiday." I kept Dr. Johnston on the line long enough to assure her she just gave me a "Very Merry Christmas!"
For several weeks I had let this paralyze me. There was no future beyond the results of the biopsy. IT had a stranglehold on my heart and my brain. I wish I could say, "never again," but I can't. I can promise myself that in the years ahead I will reflect on God's faithfulness in the past as I hopefully learn to trust Him more with my future.
Life is good.
I am blessed!!!!!
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