Déjà vu

Good Evening, my lovelies…

I hope you all have had a great end of your week!  We started our day early early…like 430AM EARLY.

Um, yeah.

But we were up and at ‘em to head here:

On today’s schedule I had a breast MRI at 830AM, blood work at 915AM, and an appointment with my oncologist (and friend!) Dr. Tim at 10AM.  I didn’t anticipate the MRI being so backed up so early in the morning, but sure enough it was and we were late for all the rest of our appointments.  It wasn’t a big deal, though.  That’s just one of the many positives about all my care and doctors being in the same building.

While I waited, I watched for the nurse to come get me for my appointment and take me back through this door to start my IV (my MRIs are done with a contrast): 

 

I flipped through a holiday issue of Cooking Light while trying to calm my nerves and not get hungry looking at the cranberry cheesecake salad.

 

And we took the usual appointment picture.   

 

My hubby was taking the picture when a lady sitting across from us, said, “Wait, wait, open up your jacket better so you can see your shirt!”  She liked it…heehee!

I also placed a few of my little Bible verse notes around the waiting room…sneaky, sneaky.

Finally they called me back and it was off to get my scan!

After it was over and done with, we headed upstairs to get my labs and see Tim.  I had a good checkup and then our plans changed when Katie’s teacher called and said Katie was sick and throwing up.  So we called Katie’s Nana and she went and rescued the puny princess from school.  Turns out she had been crying so hard because she missed her Mama and started throwing up.  My poor baby.  We headed for home pronto!

Three hours later we pulled into our driveway.  We gathered up all three kids and all was right.  Ahhhh, I love being home.

This is where the déjà vu comes in…

My breast doctor (and another friend!!) Julie called and the first thing she said, after some initial chit-chat, was “ok, so here’s what we’ve got…”  My stomach did a flip flop.  I knew by the tone of her voice that this wasn’t the “looks great, all clear!” call.  Instead, she said, “First of all, I don’t think this is a reoccurrence.”  [another stomach flop]  Then came the details: very tiny, 5mm, biopsy needed…

Oh my.

The MRI indeed shows a very small, 5mm spot in the same area of my original cancer.  They don’t think it’s anything to worry about, but it must be checked out.  Also, MRIs have a high rate of false-positives because they are SO detailed, and I knew this going in, so I’m praying this is one of those times that technology is wrong. 

So next week (hopefully!) I will be having a biopsy of the “spot” to see exactly what it is.  I’m praying for scar tissue, or a calcium deposit, or a fibroadenoma, ANYTHING but breast cancer.  We shall see. 

But the déjà vu is in this: they thought my original cancer was NOTHING, too.  Numerous doctors and surgeons looked at my ultrasounds and scans and thought it was fine.  It wasn’t.  So I’m trying not to focus on that and focus on the words of both of my doctors, KNOWING that I trust them and their expertise completely.  I’m also trusting that God will give me a peace that passes all understanding while we wait for the biopsy. 

Keep us in your prayers. 

Upward tomorrow! 

ALL 3 BULLDOG TEAMS PLAY FOR FIRST PLACE TOMORROW NIGHT IN THE CONFERENCE!!

No time to worry around here!

xoxo