Minutes after writing my last post my Mom called. Breast cancer & mastecomy. Those were the words I heard. Now my Dad had told me that she had found a lump and was having a mammogram on that Wednesday (Mom didn't tell us because she didn't want us to worry-silly woman). Her follow-up with her doc was on the Friday. Where she was told that she had Stage 2 breast cancer and would need a mastectomy in the next week. That is when she called me and we both turned into a blubbering mess.
Later that afternoon the nurse calls my Mom. Apparently there is now some doubt that it is breast cancer and a biopsy needs to be done. WTF?? 2 Hours ago the poor woman was told she had cancer and a biopsy wasn't even done? Her doc is a jackass. (Small town doc should not equal poor care) So she had her biopsy this past Wednesday and goes back to see the surgeon on the 30th. (This man took time to explain things to her and reassure both my folks).
And so now we wait.
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I'll keep your family in my thoughts and prayers. I hope that it is good news on the 30th.
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