Just this morning I looked at my calendar and thought, "Finally, a week without any doctor appointments". Between taking my Dad and myself, I've had appointments every week for at least a month. Spoiler alert: I was wrong.
I knew it couldn't be good news when the phone read "Charlotte Radiology". It would be one of 2 things... #1 A call back from the mammogram I had last Thursday or #2 A call regarding Scott. Scott works for Charlotte Radiology Breast Center. I picked up the phone and the voice on the other line asked for me by name. She said the the Radiologist had compared my mammograms and saw some changes he doesn't like. I have a diagnostic appointment on Thursday at 8:00 am.
Part of me thinks "Oh, it will be nothing". The other part says, "I'm really going to miss my hair". There are two very different Julie's that live in my head. There's the one that says, "Everything is going to be fine. God will be with me." Then, there's the Julie that says, "PANIC! PANIC! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!" She's the reason I keep an emergency Xanax in my purse.
Rotten news to start out the week. On the other hand, assuming you get a mammogram every year, it's probably early enough to deal with it proactively. You may need to find a third Julie in your head, one that goes into attack mode. Good luck! (I love the happy little unicorn in your photo. Am I right in thinking it's in a waiting room?)
ReplyDeleteThat is actually the side view from my desk. I keep Princess Unikitty so that she can remind me that "Everything is awesome!" (That's what she says, she is so positive!). That is great advice about an attack mode Julie. I hope I don't need to do that just yet but I will remember that!
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