I haven't posted here in a while. Which is good! That means I've been managing my hypochondria well and living my life. And then there's this:
Last year I went for a baseline mammogram at the age of 42 ( I was "late" due to extended breastfeeding). It was ridiculously anticlimactic and a few days later I got the all clear letter and went on with my business. Last week, I went back for my annual, and was extremely nervous. Because I had the mammogram done on Thursday, I kind of figured that I was in the clear when no one called on that Friday. Yay me! Monday, rolls around and I see a number pop up on my cell phone and I just knew it was them. Yep, I have "asymmetry" (and because I'm not googling that could be misspelled) and they want further investigation. They tried to schedule me for next week, and I was all hell no! I'll be a basket case by then. The kind lady on the phone then offered to "squeeze me in" (please laugh, because I managed to) for tomorrow.
Yes, I'm nervous as hell, but what is helping me process my fear is:
I called the breast center back and asked for clarification on what to expect on tomorrow's appointment. When will I get results (immediately)? Will I get an ultrasound (maybe)?
Also, I have a cousin in her late 30's recently diagnosed with BC and of course all of us here in health anxiety feel guilt when we manage to make other people's diagnoses about us. Just had to add that.
Thanks for a safe place to share.