Return of the boob.
Yeah. Remember that Debbie Downer post from July 5th last year? The one about the lump that shouldn't be there...?
Well...
Guess what's back and in full force.
I'm not amused.
And my new lady doc isn't either.
And so...this little Jayhawk is getting another ultrasound...
.....................................and a mammogram.
*gulp*
And while I'm feeling pretty frustrated/ annoyed/ scared/ aggravated/ worried/ outright freaking out/ paranoid/ overly-dramatic/ miffed/ concerned/ insert your adjective of choice here about it all...I know that it's better to be safe than sorry. I'll be fine. Really. I will be. I know this. I'm in great hands with Dr. Salache. She's just being cautious. Cautious because she cares. And it's all in my best interest. And everything is gunna be okay. But that small part of me...that itty bitty part in the back of my brain...you know, the part that never shuts up and is constant worry mode, is saying...you're fucked. And that's what's most irritating. Because that itty bitty fraction of my brain has this insane ability to throw me into freak-out overdrive and not in a good way. And so...battle begins with trying to shut that part up between now and May 2nd. But yeah...totally cool...it's all good. Nothing to worry about here, campers. Life is good. Everything is fine. Carry on your merry way...and keep on running.
Well...
Guess what's back and in full force.
I'm not amused.
And my new lady doc isn't either.
And so...this little Jayhawk is getting another ultrasound...
.....................................and a mammogram.
*gulp*
And while I'm feeling pretty frustrated/ annoyed/ scared/ aggravated/ worried/ outright freaking out/ paranoid/ overly-dramatic/ miffed/ concerned/ insert your adjective of choice here about it all...I know that it's better to be safe than sorry. I'll be fine. Really. I will be. I know this. I'm in great hands with Dr. Salache. She's just being cautious. Cautious because she cares. And it's all in my best interest. And everything is gunna be okay. But that small part of me...that itty bitty part in the back of my brain...you know, the part that never shuts up and is constant worry mode, is saying...you're fucked. And that's what's most irritating. Because that itty bitty fraction of my brain has this insane ability to throw me into freak-out overdrive and not in a good way. And so...battle begins with trying to shut that part up between now and May 2nd. But yeah...totally cool...it's all good. Nothing to worry about here, campers. Life is good. Everything is fine. Carry on your merry way...and keep on running.
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 2:22 PM
16 Camper Comments:
Hey Barb, it's gonna be ok. It sucks they make you wait and wait. But life is to short to worry worry worry. In the meantime lots of good mojo and thoughts heading your way. Hang in there!
Rock some chalk, little Jayhawk!
:( Thinking of you hon.
Just tell that little part of your brain to be quiet a few weeks until your doc reassures you all is great. (((HUGS)))
You'll be in my prayers, Barb. Sending good vibes your direction.
Wow! May 2nd?! I am SO sorry that you have to wait that long. You are definitely in my thoughts and prayers.
I'm here if you need anything.
what you need is some good old fashioned distraction-ing. I think I will plan to visit soon. like, next week. :)
and then maybe again a few weeks after that. we'll have you not worrying of this in no time.
that truly stinks. We're praying for you sweets. May2 will be here before you know it.
baaahhh! may 2??!
happy thoughts til then hon.... :)
That's a long time to have to wait! Try not to worry. I'm sure that the doc is just being overly careful. It will turn out fine.
Hugs to you, Barb. Lots and lots of hugs and prayers.
Here's to hoping that it's nothing. On a slightly more happy note, I see your Jayhawks are doing quite well.
uggh. Sending you good boob vibes.
It is so hard not to freak out when stuff like this happens. The good thing is usually it all turns out all right and the freaking out was all for naught.
heya... mine's come back 3 times now. and then always goes away. its always a swollen fiber bliddyblah-boob talk-blah and is pretty normal. but still, i feel your pain.
keep your chin up. one thing i've learned is its never as bad as i can *imagine* it to be!
hey girl, you are totally going to be fine. that sucks that you have to wait so long to find out, but I'm sure you'll be fine. Good vibes heading your way...right...now!
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