Who gets excited about an MRI?

I never thought I would be excited about getting approval and an appointment for a MRI.

On my way to work this morning, I was on my weekly Tuesday morning conference call and the phone beeped. I looked down and saw it was the oncologist calling. Good thing I was at a stop light. I think the lady on the other end of the phone was more excited to tell me that she got the information that I was to hear.

We exchanged a few calls within 5 minutes and we go the time and date locked. This Friday @ 10:30 a.m.

Zen

Now I have to get myself ready for the test. I am not fond of enclosed spaces. I can fly on a plane, sit in a car and even take a shower in a stall, but don't confine and restrict my movement. This is not something I look forward too and there is no way I can have my iPod on because I'll be inside a huge magnet.

Over the next few days I will practice being still. I'm not hyper by any means but it takes a lot for me to be still, like sleep :)

I love your guts!

Genesis (not the rock band)

My diagnosis of breast cancer came as a HUGE surprise. The feeling I can compare it to is like falling down the stairs and hitting the wall with your face...it hurt and was unexpected. (Those who know me well understand that statement - I am not always coordinated.)


In early December I did my monthly exam and it did not feel 'OK' but in my fashion, I dismissed it because life gets super-busy in December. After the New Year, I took action and called my doctor. The next few weeks were a blur - he ordered a diagnostic mammogram. When I had this done the following week, the doctor at the facility indicated they found a small mass and recommended that I have a biopsy. I phoned my doctor and they said, "...yes, let's get this done right away." I scheduled the procedure for the following week. Looking at my calendar I knew the week was crazy through Thursday, so it was scheduled on Friday, January 20.


Monday was busy at work all day and when 4 o'clock rolled around, I had a reminder for me to call about results. The facility where I had the biopsy called to "check" on me to see how I was feeling. I said fine and asked if my results were available. The nurse indicated they had been printed recently and that I would need to contact my doctor for results. I hung up on the lady and dialed my doctor right away. I left a message with the nurse to call me back. Within 10 minutes my phone was ringing. I picked it up and said, "Wow, that was fast, I just left you a message." Kathy, a nurse we have worked with a long time - 10+ years, was shaking when she told me, "I'm sorry honey, but you have breast cancer."


Good thing I was sitting down. My heart sank. My jaw dropped and I don't remember hearing anything else for a few seconds. After I was able to pull myself together, she said to write down a few things and I was set to go in the next morning to get started on a plan.


Here is a site I go to for a calming affect. Really useful at the end of a yoga session Holographic Sound Healing

So...what's next? 
A whole lot of waiting. It looks like the first picture but feels like the second. Oh come on, if you didn't laugh at that then you should stop reading this blog. Really, I mean it :)

On the outside

On the inside

More to come in the next week or so. I am lucky to have such a great support system. Thank you all for the prayers and love!   

Love your guts!