March 01, 2012

Oh, Mammoria - Let Me Go.....!

The second stage of my breast lump investigation is now over....phew!   I had all 3 examinations in one (long) afternoon which is still excellent service.  I speak not a word of a lie when I say the mammogram was ruddy well sore, the biopsy stung like the clappers (they were short staffed so I agreed to the procedure without anaesthetic !) but by the soothing voice and touch of the sonographer at my ultrasound, all was forgiven.  She was a young lass with beautiful Asian features - and spoke with a soft Scottish accent - and we were talking music in no time!  I just hold tight for 6 weeks on results, lest they call me back sooner.

I have to admit - sitting in a room with women of all ages, some with breast cancer, some similar to me, and others for check ups -  I was truly humbled.  The girl next to me, who I'd been chatting away with had 3 of a family, her youngest was 8, she was barely 40 and fighting a cancerous tumour.  All that time we sat conversing, I had no idea she was wearing a wig.  It was only when she had to adjust it a bit at the back that she mentioned it.  Gobsmacked I was - it was the double of my daughter's hairstyle, colour and all!   Incredibly natural.  Everyone agreed that treatment and aftercare are so advanced these days,  that it made for a more positive outlook.  But even I, with my less than 5% chance of this being cancer, still can't shake off the the possibility factor. 

Anyhow, I was glad to get home and needed a day or two's rest just to get over the afternoon's hullabooby-loo. And I knew things were back to normal when PrettBoy asked how my hospital apps went and then added for true measure:

  " Did you remember to tell folk that I programme the robots there?"

  "Of course, son....." I added,  "I would have been a right (or left ) tit to have forgotten.  Now get the kettle oan!"
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9 comments:

Maggie said...

I'm sending you hugs. : )

Lolamouse said...

Best of luck to you! Six weeks is a hell of a long time to bite your nails waiting! I've had to do the diagnostic ultrasound but haven't had the "fun" of a biopsy. Breast cancer runs in my family, so I get the yearly squish. It's such fun being a woman!

Helena said...

Aw - thank you ladies. Six weeks is quite long to wait, but I'm seeing it in the 'no news is good news' light for now!

Lola - sorry to hear it runs in the family and the yearly 'squish' (lol) is needed but thank goodness for the the option these days!

I felt it more when they used the smaller press that goes directly over the problem area. I was holding my breath so tight I was close to farting - and I never thought a boob could take on that shape...it was like pressing a scone cutter into some dough!! But, moan maybe, smile mostly - it was all worth it.

James Rainsford said...

A powerful and deeply felt write. My best wishes, James

Helena said...

Thank you, James. Very much indeed.

Other Mary said...

Good luck, I hope you get good news! Sounds like you have a great attitude, and good chances, and I can't seem to say anything that doesn't sound like a stupid cliche, but I really do wish you the best.

Other Mary said...

Good luck, I hope you get good news! Sounds like you have a great attitude, and good chances, and I can't seem to say anything that doesn't sound like a stupid cliche, but I really do wish you the best.

Deborah said...

Sending lots of postivity and hugs your way Helena xxx
... and aren't kids brilliant! :o)

Friko said...

Oh Bummox!

Good luck, old girl. I've had cancer (not breast) and have been free of it for years now. It's not nice, but no longer a death sentence.