two points for us...

I went for an ultrasound this past weekend to start the process of finding out what our next steps are and let me just say that sitting in a dark and dinging lab office for over an hour (because apparently making an appointment doesn’t actually mean having an appointment!) is less than appealing!

To add insult to injury, the only magazines that were left in the waiting room were Canadian Living Magazines from 1984 and ironically enough, they were all October issues hence every article was geared towards promoting Breast Cancer Awareness Month. So every other page was stories of people living with breast cancer and I couldn’t help but look to the heavens and whisper “Really? Are you kidding me?!?!”

An hour later I went in for my ultrasound and then we walked out into the warm summer air with no more answers than what we went in with. I had a little chat with the technician about our health care system and whether or not our waiting periods affect the survival rate when it comes to cancer. He went on to tell me that I shouldn’t worry about that because cancer is determined by weeks and not by days. Funny though given that I had waited a week for the appointment and would wait another week for the results. I didn’t say anything though since I was lying half naked on a table in front of him while he stared at a big black hole on the screen that brought our life to abrupt halt…I thought it was best to stay on his happy side!

So that was Saturday and today at 3pm I received a call from our doctor’s office to tell me that I don’t have cancer. In fact, I’m perfectly healthy and instead, I have a benign cyst that was masquerading as a tumour. Jerk!

I will have to call my doctor again and ask them to re-read the report because I didn’t really hear much after “you’re okay” but I did manage to catch the last thing she said before hanging up the phone…

“You get to win this one!”

Amen to that!