Last week I had my yearly mammogram done. I have friends that refuse to have one done. One website I read said “if you don’t have breast cancer than why go looking for it with a machine that will give it to you?” I have heard about being tested with thermography instead of the mammography machine. Honestly, I don’t have the right answers.
Just this week I read somewhere, (I have no idea where, sorry), that we should not eat anything out of a can, because of the toxins in the can. In the waiting room, I read in Prevention Magazine that those new swirly bulbs, you know the ones that don’t give out any light-cost an arm and a leg and are the perfect replacement for those “wretched” incandescent bulbs that were killing the ozone…Well, this article says that because all of the swirly lightbulbs have cracks in them, they are giving off life threatening uv rays. Consume no white, no gmo’s, no hydrogenated oils, no sugar, no wheat. Say no polyester. Wear sunglasses to protect your eyes, but go sunglass-less to get vitamin D, because the pills are full of chemicals.
I can’t keep up. And you know what? I really don’t want to. Some Facebook pages of my friends are only about reporting the evils of this food or that. Where is the joy?
Anyway…I digressed. Sorry.
So, last Monday I went for my exam. Friday the hospital called wanting to do a recheck. Something on the results looked different than last year. I went in today. The same thing happened last year and I was really nervous. This time I’m cool as a cucumber. I have my size 36C girl pressed a couple of times between two plates. (Fun times.) And then I wait.
The sweet girl says they would like to get a better look at it with an ultrasound scan. Okie dokie. Still, I’m not nervous. I hop on the table and she begins moving the wand around and I can feel a spot. She sees it on the screen and hangs out there taking pictures. The technician finishes and says that the doctor will be in to tell me what she wants me to do next. To do next? After she walks out of the room, I turn the screen so I can see what’s going on.
This is what I see…a black spot. I’m not a doctor. I have no idea what it is. I begin to wonder…ok, so what if it is cancer, what are you going to do about it? How are you going to fit God in this? Where is your faith going to be?
I thought about this blog I read, Lil Blue Boo and her Cancer Chronicles.
I thought about this 18 year old girl in my hometown who fought a brave battle with cancer. Hannah passed away after a few short months, but left a legacy of faith, love and joy. Her story is so incredible, that they are making a movie about it.
As I lie there on the table, I realize I am not scared at all. I’m ready for whatever adventure God wants to take me on. I give thanks for modern medicine that can diagnose cancer in the earliest stages and even cure it. I thank God for giving doctors, nurses and technicians the smarts, compassion and desire to help those who may have cancer.
The doctor took the wand, looked around and pronounced me ALL GOOD! It was just a normal, every day cyst and I don’t have to go back until next year. And yes, I will take the risk and go next year to be checked.