a cancer griping story
I have some brilliant ideas at times. Seriously!
Actually, I’m lazy, and I try to get as much done in one fell swoop.
I have my 55,000 tune up coming, and my Primary Torturer keeps moving further North. I told her if she ends up in Tennessee, or North Carolina, she was going to force me to find another doctor. Maybe that’s why she keeps moving. 🙂 (just kidding)
This morning, I had to have lab work, which the Torturer wants a week before the invasive tune up. I thought – hey, she’s just going to give me an order to go have a mammogram, I will call and have her set that up the same day as the lab work. That would save me an extra trip.
The only problem with that theory, I had to fast for the lab work. I couldn’t have coffee! No coffee and a 45 minute drive in morning traffic, and then wait another 50 minutes for the mammogram, was a bad idea.
…..I needed COFFEE!
Then I remembered–Squish and Smash had coffee! Free coffee! Bonus!
But that isn’t what I wanted to get off my chest (pun not intended–or was that even a pun?)
I have had many ultrasounds, and many mammograms. When there are a bunch of extra clicks made by the technician with their computer mouse, they are measuring something. My left side was given some special attention today, and it wasn’t because I was jiggling—and there were more than a few clicks.
My hope is that it is nothing, and I won’t have to make another trip, on top of the tune up. Besides, who wants to go through that torture, and further prodding, before the next year?
I hope my phone doesn’t ring.
If all is fine, I will get a letter. I’m waiting for the letter!
See where my mind goes?
One little cancerous nodule, found in 2011, has created mass hysteria over every little oddity in, or on my body. Well, I’m exaggerating, because I have been learning to tame that anxiety monster. The words of my therapist repeatedly run through my head. Do not worry about something that is not a fact. Today, this moment, the fact is, you are healthy until told different. You have nothing to worry about.
You know what the ENT told me last week? He said if my ear wasn’t better by this week, they would do a scan. A scan? What for? Do tumors cause ear infections? What if I have brain cancer?
Well, I’m off to see the ENT. I’m getting frequent flyer points for my weekly visits. 🙂 I hope he has good news, because my ear is still stuffed.