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Sometimes, Everything is Okay

Before I start this little story—everything is fine. I’m fine. For a bit there, I wasn’t sure but now it is official and all.

Right, back to the beginning. Back in October, I had my first mammogram. Ow. It sucked AND they found an anomaly. It was only 2.8 millimeters across and they weren’t really sure what it was but I had to come back in about six months to get it rechecked.

Yes, I know it is May and that makes it eight months. I can’t help it if I don’t like doctors and the thought of having “something bad” found made me even more gun shy. But two reminder letters later and here I am.

This time, it was only one breast and it still sucked. But this time I really know why. I got to see how much pressure they were putting on my delicate bit. For the two views I saw the pressure per square inch. It was 286.1 pounds on the angle and 436.2 pounds not on an angle. Let me tell you that’s a lot of pressure.

In any case, the blip was bigger. 3.6 millimeters. And big enough to see if it was just a fluid filled cyst... or the big C word.

Having had friends die from cancer, I can tell you I had my private freak out last night. Today, I was just waiting for the shoe to drop or to not drop.

This time, fluid filled cyst for the win. Sometimes, everything is okay.


May. 9th, 2012 07:33 am (UTC)
Thanks the Gods. Cause FUCK CANCER and Fuck Breast Cancer harder than any other kind.

On the same vein, I'm going to be getting tested for the Brest Cancer gene. Since it runs in my family. I'm am so super paranoid about that shit.
May. 9th, 2012 04:17 pm (UTC)
Yep. Getting tested is good. And yes, fuck cancer.