God heard me earlier today! The issue that they thought might be an issue, turned out fine. The girl on the left, she is a-ok!
The girl on the right, which, I thought may have felt something on, they would not mammogram. Why? Because my referral wasn't for that.
Apparently, all your "issues" need a referral. The radiologist said I should have went back to the oncologist and had him write one for the right side. Can you believe I was right there, on that stupid, boob squishing machine, and they wouldn't do it? They sent me home without doing the mammogram.
So, now I get to go back to the oncologist, and then for another mammogram.
My poor, Mom. Putting holy water on my seat and sitting there with an angel in her hand. I am always more scared for her than for me. Before, I went in I told her to worry about what we were going to eat for lunch afterwards. But, I know her. That was the last thing on her mind.
Thank you for making the first half of this mammogram go well. I feel happier. Lighter. Free-er. I was really worried that they were going to find something terrible. And I am really grateful that they didn't.
And, God, can we keep this prayer going until the next visit? This way, the right side will be just as good as the left.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you...I love my family, my simple world and every extra moment you have given me.
I love you,