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Paul and I, all 16 kids and Ashley, Benjamin's wife...Christmas 2012

Paul and I, all 16 kids and Ashley, Benjamin's wife...Christmas 2012
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Monday, April 4, 2016

happy monday, and yay, good results today!

I'll tell the ending first, so if you don't want to suffer through the story, you'll be all set. I'm fine. The lump is....just a lump.

Snow. I had to shovel the driveway and clean off the van, scrape the windshield. The roads were not good, there were two ruts to drive in, and the going was slow. I had to go to the hospital first to pick up my old mammogram, as per doctor's office request, but was told they send them, so I went there for nothing. So on to the mammogram. The technician was wonderful, so professional and kind, and respectful. She felt the lump, and made sure she had nice clear pictures. I then had a sonogram done, and lying there in the dark watching the screen felt like deja' vous...all those sonos I had during all those pregnancies. They were infinitely more fun. Because today, I could see that lump on the screen. She was measuring it, and getting lots of angles of it. Then she was all done, and told me to wait right there, the radiologist would be in to talk to me, and discuss further options if necessary.

So there I was. Waiting for my fate. I decided that there was not a thing I could do about what the results would be, so I tried to close my eyes and relax, and not give into any anxious thoughts.

Then, lo and behold, the news: it was fine. The lump is nothing, but come back in 6 months just to make sure. You can get dressed, and have a nice day. Okay. I was reeling. "Happy" doesn't begin to describe it.

I stopped at the store on the way home for kitty food. I was practically dancing through the store. Somehow I realized it wouldn't be a good idea to share the reason for my gladness with the cashier.

So here in central New York, we are having winter in the spring. It's 27 degrees out, and there's snow. Tomorrow is going to be even colder, it's going down to 11 tonight. What a cozy day to have beef and carrots in the crock pot:)

Annika is here today, they have been playing store with the toy carts and cash registers. They get out all the plastic grocery bags and fill their carts with all sorts of stuff. It's great fun, and it makes the living room look lovely.



10 comments:

mommeeof10 said...

Tonight we are having tacos. I accidentally froze a 6 pound pack of ground round from costco in one pack. I' ll cook it all up, then use part for tacos today, part for sloppy joes wednesday.

Anonymous said...

I was praying for a good outcome. Yaye!! Happy that it's nothing!!

Martha said...

It looks more like February than April, but I'm not really complaining. What's "a little" snow?
So glad our appointment turned out fine. I would be dancing through the store too and I need kitty food. (Had to buy litter yesterday and put a box inside the house. Old cats do not like April snowstorms...)
Here's to a short return to winter!
:0)

Susan R said...

YIpeeee!!!!!!! I am doing the happy dance in honor of your excellent report!!!!!

kristine barr said...

GREAT news!

Anonymous said...

so thankful to hear your good news...been wondering.

terre @ zoomama speaks

Pamela Wade said...

Whew! So glad everything is okay! ~~Pam

16 blessings'mom said...

Thank you everyone. I am so very happy and thankful, and I so appreciate your kindness.

Deb said...

Not to put a damper on things, but did they tell you anything about the lump? Is it a cyst? If they didn't give you specifics, I would get a second opinion. What do your children who are nurses think?

I won't go into it, but just because someone told you it was benign, please don't let that be the last confirmation you get on it for 6 months. Please.

Anonymous said...

I'm so very glad to hear you had a good result but want to second the suggestion to seek a second opinion. With your family history you might do well to seek out a breast surgeon.

A cyst is usually larger, squishy and easily moveable under the skin. They also tend to disappear on their own.