Today I don't even have a photo to go with my treasure! Here is the story though.
On April 28th I went in for a routine mammogram. I was nervous, I will admit. I just did not want to subject my body to the squishing machine. I knew it would hurt and I had successfully avoided it for years. Now, my Gyn put her foot down and said I must do it. I still put it off for months after she fussed, yelled, demanded that I get myself over there and get it done NOW. Finally, I felt compelled to give it a whirl - just for fun. HA!
On May 2nd, I got the call that there were some abnormalities in my right breast and I would need to come back for a diagnostic mammogram. I made that appointment a little quicker than I had the first one!! The diagnostic was done on Thursday, May 4th. Okay, I thought the regular mammogram hurt (well, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be) - this hurt like the dickens!!!! OH.MY.WORD. The tough part being that they were concentrating on one area, so it was a squish fest to that one spot!
The results of this fun day were a little unsettling. So I then began the task of finding a breast specialist that takes my insurance. It took a few days of phone calls back and forth between my Gyn and myself to finally find one.
That appointment was yesterday (Monday). The doctor feels like the area in question is not cancerous!!!!!!! I have to go back in six months for another diagnostic mammogram of that breast to see if there are changes that would make her think differently. I pray not.
I know it is not a definite diagnosis, yet for now this is good. This is my treasure - my good health. I am thankful for that. I want to be around to see my little man become a grown man and to see my little grandchildren drive their parents crazy (HEHE). I want to hang around awhile longer - I just do not like the thought of my hubby getting a new wife. What if it turned out he liked her better? EWWW. Let's just NOT go there!
I know that there are probably some precious women that will read this who have walked this road with different results. For you, I have so much compassion,so much emotion. I will offer up prayers on your behalf if you will allow me to. This has been quite an experience for me. I now have a heart for that little pink ribbon that wasn't quite there before. I always cared, I always wished there would be a cure. I just never stopped and gave pause at the sight of it before. It has new meaning for me now.
My concerns were not only for myself, but mostly for my family. My grown children are indeed grown, but I like to think they still need me around. My hubby is perfectly capable of making it on his own (except maybe laundry). Little man, of course needs his mama and I would love for my little grandchildren to know their Mia, like I knew and loved my own grandmother.
I am very thankful today on this Treasure Tuesday that I can tell you a scary little story with a happy ending. I refuse to fret and worry over the next six months. So for me, for now, it is a happy ending. A Treasure indeed!
P.S. Thanks to all of you LBY ladies who were praying me through!
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