I can't remember the exact date of the follow up mammo and ultra sound, but the following Monday, September 19, I got a call from the doctor's office, "She wants to see you today". Now, that may not necessarily mean bad news - but my doctor doesn't work Mondays.....and I pretty much had a sense of things from the US tech anyway.
I headed in for 12:30. The office was completely deserted except for Dr S standing by the inner door, beckoning. "It's not good" was all she said as we went into one of her exam rooms. She gave me the bad news and I learned the details for the first time, birad 5, 95% sure it's cancerous - invasive, spiculated lesion, biopsy recommended. Then she tells me that she's phoned Laurie and asked her to come in as well.
Laurie is one of my best buds. The Porch Police actually thought she was my sister, now I'm pretty sure they think she's my lover (tee hee) because she's here so frequently. Laurie and I hang out together so much that we share the same hairdresser, chiropracter and doctor among other things. Laurie even gives up her time to come and watch my children in their myriad of performances and athletic endeavours.
When I see Dr S and we're discussing my health, she will frequenly look at me with skepticism and ask, "What does Laurie say about that?". We call it 'medicine by Laurie' - I'm not sure that either of them are properly covered by insurance for this. So, when Dr S tells me she's phoned Laurie, I can't say that I'm overly surprised. My first reaction is 'poor Laurie', she'll have a full day of clients that she'll have to cancel. Both Dr S and I kept thinking that we heard someone come into the outer office so we kept getting up to look. Then we'd continue our discussion. After about the fourth interuption Laurie is there. She looks bad. I have no idea at this point what she's been told or when. She knows about the Call Back already but is an eternal optimist. I did not share with her the reaction of the US tech. Dr S starts to cry and Laurie is upset and I'm looking at the two of them and trying really hard not to burst out laughing at the absolute absurdity of everything. At one point Dr S asks me whether I'm angry that she's called Laurie - no, I wouldn't have told anyone yet if it had been left up to me, but I'm not angry. Dr S has the best of intentions. She's crazy, but bloody thorough and if it wasn't for her I still wouldn't have found the lesion - I still can't find it, although I have no doubt that it's there. All I want to know is, what's the plan, what's the plan, what's the plan?
Laurie says that this reads as if she was late. So, for the record, Laurie showed up at Dr S's exactly when she was told. We just kept thinking we heard someone in the outer office. Laurie is ALWAYS ON TIME. I'm the one who is always running late:)
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