Earlier this week I had a mammogram; I was right on schedule. I got home and told Kerry that I would be getting one of those postcards in the mail saying everything was just fine.
Well, I didn't. Instead I just got a phone call from the radiology department at Kaiser; they want to do another mammogram on my left breast. My stomach dropped to my toes. My heart is thumping away in my chest right now. I have very fibrous breasts which always makes it difficult to get an accurate picture of what's going on in there. I had this happen once before when I was in my early 40s; it turned out to be nothing. I hope that's the case this time. I have an appointment on Monday at 9 a.m.
Between now and then I'm going to be more than a bit nervous. So I'm the one calling for energy, prayers or whatever you believe in. I'll let you know what happens on Monday. I guess the universe got Dykewife and her family a place to live and Rhonda's mother is doing just fine so now it's someone else's turn.
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