So today I got the call I've been dreading for 2 years... In February 2007 I had my first mammogram. I was 35 and it was time. Two days after I had it done, I got a call that I needed to come back in for some additional films/ultrasound. I went back in and was basically told that I had some irregular breast tissue on my right side that was concerning only because it was only on one side and not bilateral. The radiologist and my gynecologist decided they wanted to follow it with mammograms every 6 months. Basically, they told me that as long as there was no change in the tissue that there was no real concern. So for two years I've spent a week every 6 months in fear of what my next mammogram may show... Since that first mammogram in 2007 there has been no change... until Tuesday. I went Tuesday for another follow up mammogram and during the three hours, twelve mammogram films and two ultrasounds, I could tell that there was concern on the radiologist's face... He kept using the word benign but he still seemed more concerned than in the past. This abnormal tissue has not ever been visible on ultrasound until Tuesday. This change means that what was abnormal tissue has not solidified into some sort of mass. So today I got a call from my OB/Gyn and she is referring me to a breast surgeon for a ultrasound guided biopsy of a mass on my right breast. I have gone through every emotion today... fear, anger, sadness, joy (listening to 6 little boys playing with Miller in my backyard all afternoon)... and yet I keep coming back to one thing... the ever-present feeling of God's grip on my life. I am going this week-end with 6 girlfriends to a Beth Moore conference and it could not come at a better time. This will be a week-end of worship, prayer and fellowship with friends. I need that right now. I know that no matter what Tuesday brings that God is going to equip me with whatever I need to get through!
It's going to be OK!
I'm going to be OK!
So, tonight I am resting in the Lord's grip and finding peace/comfort in prayers that are being lifted up for me... I know God hears and I am thankful for the prayer warriors in my life! I will keep you posted after Tuesday.
Oh... and I must wish a very, very Happy Birthday to my BFF of 22 years Christa... I love you and hope you had a great, great day!!!