It was 4pm, 50 hours after the procedure. My breast was still tender, but no signs of bruising. I was longing for an Epson salt bath to sooth me, but no baths until a week after the biospy.
I was beginning to wonder if I would hear the news before the end of the business day. Of course, I was glued to my phone. But also starting to resign myself to the possibility I might have to sleep one more night before knowing. Finally it rang, and the caller ID said “My Doctors Office”.
Me: “Hey Dr. Tim”
Dr Tim: “Hi, I have good news”
Me: “Thank you Baby Jesus”
Pop goes the champagne cork. I am so grateful and thankful. It’s been a good lesson in controlling negative thoughts and worries. I used to say “I am a worrier”, but I’m trying to evolve.
Thank you for reading and following my #MissionMammogram story.
To the brave warriors who survived, and those currently fighting, you have my love & support.
Peace, Love & Health.
- Mel McKay