Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Gratuitous Drama

Dear John,
 
I had the biopsy done today, after two hours of gratuitous drama. I got a call around noon from the mammo center saying that Joe's office hadn't precertified it. After several phone calls, I discovered that they'd called the insurance company three weeks ago and found that they didn't require precertification for this, but they never told me or the mammo center that. We found out just in the nick of time that all was well. So it did get done.
 
The biopsy was stereotactic, which means they used mammogram to guide the needle for biopsy. The kind of calcifications I have don't show up on ultrasound. Besides taking the sample for pathology, they placed a very small titanium clip so it can be located again if necessary. You're not the only one in the family with titanium now - I have some too.
 
I have limited activity for a couple of days - no lifting, pushing, pulling, jumping around. That means no mowing, which is a shame because this evening was perfect for it. But I'm being good. I don't really want to do any of those things at the moment. It's not painful, just tender, and moving around isn't comfortable. I'm walking very gently tonight. For twenty-four hours I have to wear a sports bra and keep ice on the incision. So I will spend tomorrow knitting and watching Netflix. It's not a bad way to spend a day off.
 
I'll get the path results early next week. I'll let you know what I hear. You probably know already, don't you? That's okay - I won't ask you to give me a hint. I'm not anxious about it. Whatever comes is from God and is what is best for me. That's all I need to know. I really don't have a preference. I just hope I can wear my regular bra by Friday morning when I go back to work and that the grass doesn't eat the house before I can mow. Those are my big concerns.
 
It's getting dark and the animals are already asleep. I'll be up for a while - we're expecting a meteor shower tonight and I'd like to see it. After that, I should sleep well. I hope you do the same.
 
Love you so much,
Joan.


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