Friday, February 10, 2012
Not Without a Fight . . .Part 5 - Finale
Next day - no call from the lab. Don't they get I am freaking out here? This is just a job.
Friday 8:01am - "no ma'am, we do not have the results yet. We will call you." By now the lady who answers the phones and I are best friends. I call at 11am - no news. 2pm - no news, but she promises to call me. 4:03pm I got the call.
I was outside. It was a beautiful day, not too cold, not too hot, perfect for a sweatshirt around the neck. I was hunting supplies to build a fall display for the entry glass table. I had the phone on me. I had done everything with the phone attached to me the last few days. I was alone, in the yard and in my head. All my thoughts were consumed with this call. And she called.
I was nervous as hell to go back at 6 months, but I didn't waste one extra day. I had already been given good news that it wasn't malignant and that we just needed to watch it. I was now expecting the other shoe to drop, but it didn't.
I am grateful for a boring report. I am thrilled nothing has changed. Stagnat is good when it comes to possible breast cancer.