Well, what do they say? Best laid plans… lol I swear, nothing ever works out in my favor. They do usually end up working out, but almost never how I thought.
Date night was a bust. I ended up working later than we'd planned and it just didn’t work out. So I am not trying again.
School has started again. I am excited for it. It is a mentoring class. I am really looking forward to learning new skills. I have a good background in coaching, so this will just build on that.
I had the follow-up mammogram, and wow, that was a horrible experience. Never having done this before, I really did not know what to expect. I go into the room and the person doing the mammogram explains they do the imaging, and if it comes back clear, I can go home. If not, they will move me to the ultrasound room, and I can have my husband come in for the results, once that is done, if it even comes to that. Okay, fine.
They do the imaging. I wait. She comes back and says nothing but, Okay, let’s go to the next test. Ummm... okay, thanks? So, something was not okay?!?
I go into the ultrasound room and wait for a different person, who explains nothing. Just "move here and turn here." Then she goes over, types a bunch of stuff into the computer, calls someone and explains things I don’t understand. Then she looks at me and says the dr is on the phone for you. Ummm, what? I seriously thought I was going to faint. In my mind, the worst case has happened. He says a bunch of words. I hear probably nothing, and he says, come back in six months, and do you have any questions?
Sheesh. I guess not, because I have no clue what you even just said. Then it was, Okay you can get dressed and go.
So this is where I am at. I got the doctor's report, because screw them, and even trying to ask questions. I am a BI-Raids-3. Probably benign. They found three masses and will follow up in six months. Okay, that is much easier to swallow. Not that waiting six months is easier, but probably benign is.
Now I am just trying to get back to regular life. I haven’t told anyone except my mom and madmaxx. It feels weird not telling anyone, but also not really right telling anyone. I figure in six months if anything changes, I'll tell then.
I've hardly spoken to pip. I feel like either it’s just not exciting anymore or just changing. I don’t know. And I am too tired to even try to work it out. We have an overnight set for a few weeks from now. I am not canceling (because I actually want it to work) but I'm not putting any effort into it either. The hotel is booked and that’s it, not exactly how I would like it to go.
Will update more...
