I happened to mention that I had lumps in my breast; however, I knew that it could be clogged milk ducts because of breastfeeding. But since I had finished breastfeeding a month prior, I had nagging concerns. I asked him how I would go about scheduling my first mammogram.
I ended up getting a mammogram set for the next day...June 13th, 2014. But when I showed up, and again, mentioned the lumps I could feel throughout my breast, they said that I shouldn't be getting a routine mammogram...that I should have asked for a diagnostic mammogram.
Oopsie! I should have known the difference. :)
So, I left on that Friday without having a mammogram. And strangely, I was terribly upset. I must have been feeling that something was very wrong. I tried to quickly contact my primary care physician's office to have them call in an order for a diagnostic mammogram, but they were getting ready to leave for the weekend.
I scheduled my diagnostic mammogram and waited. Thursday, June 19th, I left work to try again. And as I headed north on State Road 9 and made the left onto 70, I said out loud...in my car..."This could be he last time that everything is normal." And it was.
Why did I say that? Maybe I shouldn't have.
Anyway, it feels strange to be exactly one year later from the beginning of this entire mess.
And you know, I never did finish that antibiotic for my urinary tract infection.
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"This could be the last time that everything is normal." What a telling statement...and very familiar to me when I read it. Yeah. Normal is never overrated. Or appreciated. When normal begins to melt, our footing goes with it. Like slipping and falling on the ice, but in slow motion. For day. Months. Years. And before we know it, a 'new' normal slides into place. Not the same. But it will have to do. I cannot imagine how you have plodded through all of this. Truly. Sometimes the script we are handed really sucks. But we stand up straight, recite the lines to an absent audience and exit stage right or left. And no matter how hard it is, we play the role the best we can--in public and in private. No direction, no cues, no applause. Until now. This is my applause and my standing ovation. From that last day of normal, to now...you are a star. Okay...that was cheesy, but still kinda the truth. And we are still here, cheering you on. And that is ABSOLUTELY the truth.
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