Jan 27, 2010 - 10:34 am
I had surgery last week and went into the doctor yesterday to have my stitches removed. During my short visit with the nurse whom I have not met yet but seems nice tells me that my results are in and that the doctor wants to talk with me. At this point, my heart sinks and I can feel my blood pressure rising.
It was the longest three or four minutes! The doctor walks in... only its not my doctor its the other woman in the practice. Equally as nice, but clearly not familiar with my case. Anyway, she goes over each of the biopsy results with me. The one on my forehead is thankfully residue scar... I breath a bit easier. Then the two that she removed near the actual incision site... well those not so much. They too are Atypical cells growth and the only difference in these from the first one is that they are more aggressive... I sigh a deep breath and ask when they want me to come in and have yet another re-incision done. The doctor is sweet, but because she doesn't me, she begins to educate me on atypical cells. I am polite and ask her not to find me rude, but that I am not new to this circle and am very familiar with what is to come next. She peaks at my file and remarks, Oh I see that now. ( I wanted to hit her) .
Anyway... so tomorrow I go in for another re-incision and more waiting.
I am so tired. I am confident that this will be the last for a while, but it doesn't change that I am SO TIRED. I have a huge headache as well as a job interview day that I really want to go well.
I will keep you posted....