After two hours of mammograms, ultrasounds and more mammograms, the doctor decided that he was 98% sure that everything was fine. To clear up that 2%, I'm seeing a breast surgeon on Monday. The doctor today said that he wanted a breast surgeon to feel the area because their fingers are more sensitive to these things. Basically, what he told me was that breast surgeons are better at feeling up a girl. Girls, you know how mothers always nag their daughter about marrying a doctor? They mean marry a breast surgeon. I am thankful for that 98%. I am also thankful for everyone at the clinic today. All of the technicians were nice and good at their job and the doctor only looked intimidating. My first reaction to having to get these tests was to panic. Really the scary part is the unknown. I'm not scared of cancer. Fuck that shit. Yeah.. I said FUCK THAT SHIT. Once the panic wore off, I was just annoyed. I have plans. I have things I'm doing. I am going to run a 5K in June. I'm gonna. I don't have time to be sick or bother with the mess that is cancer. I am finally at a place in my life where I feel healthy and good. I put good for me foods in my belly every day and it brings me joy to eat this stuff. I am truly thankful for my health.
What else? I've aired up the scooter tires. The weather is beautiful here. Those two things add up to me riding the scooter to work. Oh, the joy. I am so thankful for that. I'm thankful for the sun and the return of warmth. I am thankful for a good week. And I am always thankful for you. Here's to a great weekend and a very Thankful Friday!
*P.S. Guys I'm so close to reaching my AIDS Walk Goal! Please do what you can! Thank you!