Many of you probably suspected that my post yesterday on beauty and bravery might have been hitting pretty close to home ….it was.
I was so antsy yesterday I couldn’t sit still long…so that is what drove me outside between showers to take pictures of nature and blooming bushes and flowers…it does really perk me up to concentrate on the beauty around me and get my mind off imminent medical reports.
You might remember that I got a CT Chest Scan Monday and yesterday, Thursday, was my monthly appointment with Dr. Jeter to go over these results, as well as, all my blood work to date.
Periodically about twice a year… Dr. Jeter orders the CT Chest, Abdomen/Pelvis scan for me. Up until the last reading…nothing had shown up…which was always such a relief!!!
I remember I had to leave Edisto and the Ya’s to go get the results of that particular scan a few months back and when I returned…I told the girls everything looked good overall…except…something showed up that hadn’t appeared before.
It was a spot on my right lung…that really caught me off guard. I was half-expecting some stomach issues to show up from the cancer medication I am on…but something in my right lung? Dr. Jeter reassured me it was quite small and could be a number of innocuous things…however we certainly needed to follow up on it in a few months and that was what lead to yesterday.
I had been able to put it on the back burner until Monday when suddenly everything thing seemed a little too “real” inside the machine. Especially the possibility that the nodule in the right lung might have changed or enlarged or be something that might require a different treatment….even the scariest notion of lung cancer completely shut me down. Living with breast cancer is challenging enough…my little brain just couldn’t go there too.
Three days to wait it out…in such lovely weather…(being sarcastic) was lonely and frightening. God and I had some long conversations…on strength and where it would have to come from since January’s cough and congestion had laid me as low as I have been since the very start of my journey twelve years ago.
I was up at the crack of dawn getting ready…and wore “Big Blue” the Ya Ya jacket for good luck and because it was frigid yesterday morning! (Ya’s…Phyllis and all the girls at the office loved my coat!)
I had an early good luck sign when (after checking the blog post) I checked my bank balance and my federal tax return was in my account! I gave God a high five and off we went.
Secondly…I expected pouring rain weather and heavy traffic but there was only light rain and even lighter early morning work traffic. Another high five!
As soon as I got there I was called back (ahead of time) for my lab blood work…that almost never happens…the lab is where the appointment process usually jams up.
However, then it did slow down…as lots of names were called but not mine by Vanessa… Dr. Jeter’s nurse. And then even when I did go back for weight and blood pressure procedures I was told Dr. Jeter would be in soon. (Apparently the patient before me required extra attention which they certainly should get so I had memorized one magazine by the time she apologetically entered a half-hour or so later.)
By then I had been alone too long and my mind was going in all kinds of crazy directions…but she entered with a copy of my “report card” (cat scan results) and told me I got an A+! 🙂 🙂 🙂
She then slowly read (with a grin on her face)…Update Report on Lungs: “The previously documented right upper lobe nodule has resolved.”
She stopped and waited on my reaction…I must have given her a puzzled look because she said “resolved” as in gone, disappeared, no longer in your right lung! I was jumping up down and hugging her so tightly. The only thing that had shown up concerning my chest was a nonspecific finding that is associated with “viral and atypical infection.” (In other words..the last vintages of my long drawn-out cough and congestion!) 🙂
I practically ran out to my car…the fastest I have moved in a long time…made some calls and texts…not realizing my hands were still slightly shaking. As I came into Summerville it was turning 11 and for the first time in a long time I was hungry…I wanted soup on this raw, cold rainy day and I knew exactly what soup I wanted!
I can not even begin to thank so many people (family, friends, readers) for their on-going prayers and support of me and the blog post. Without you…I would be lost.
As I waited on my soup…I glanced at one mural on the wall and gave God one last High Five!
So until tomorrow…God I am completely “positive” of one thing…I LOVE YOU!
Oh…and I forgot…I did give God one other “High Five” and that was for heated car seats. I didn’t even know my new car from last year (December 2018) had heated seats until I returned from Maine where I first experienced them.
Particularly Thursday with very chilly temps and rain…being able to warm one’s car seat is a luxury beyond anything I could even have dreamed up or imagined…definitely a life changer in comfort. Thursday it was another “surcie” in celebration of good medical news. Hot soup and hot seats! 🙂
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh