My Cancer Journey - Part 2: Waiting for Results

At my more advanced mammogram session, they took at least 5 more pictures of the right side. Wow, that was uncomfortable! Then, they did the ultrasound - thankfully painless! During the ultrasound, the tech was quiet as she did her work. I occasionally took a peek at the screen, and noticed the black image where the lump was located. It was sort of round but maybe a bit lumpy, and also had sort of like a tail on it. I wasn’t sure what to think, but was just hoping it was only a cyst. "Please, God, just let it be a cyst!" My mother had a lump when she was in her 40's, and it turned out to be benign, so that was what I was hoping for in myself as well. They said the tests would be read that same day by the Radiologist, and the results would be sent to my doctors. I was told I would hear from them the next day. Time to wait...

I did not receive that phone call on Wednesday. More waiting...

I mentioned the tests on a "Moms Praying" page on Facebook, knowing that the ladies on there would be praying for me. One of the members (Lori) commented and said she was praying for good results. While writing the comment, she accidentally misspelled "good" and wrote the word "god." I know it wasn’t an intentional thing on her part, but believe it was intentional on God’s part. It came across as "Praying for [God] results!" Isn’t that so true... Whatever the results ended up being, I knew the Lord had control and that nothing would happen to me out of His perfect will for my life.

On Thursday afternoon, the call finally came in from my doctor’s office. The radiology report said there was indeterminate calcifications around what looked to be a fluid-filled cyst. Further testing was recommended, so I was referred to a surgeon for an ultrasound needle biopsy. Once again, I had to WAIT for the surgeon’s office to call me to set up the appointment. But, since I at least received some information and knew the right steps were being taken, I was a little more at ease at this point. I was told the calcifications could possibly just be related to the cystic lesion and could be benign, so there was no need to panic. We were just moving forward, one step at a time, to determine what it was and make the best plan of action.

I felt the Lord’s presence as he held my hand for comfort and peace, and I continued to serve him while I waited...