I have been whinging, whining and weeping for the past week. Why? Well, it all began last Friday with my yearly mammogram. I guess it's nature's payback for writing that "Bra" story. Anyway, I went for my yearly mammo at 8:45 on Friday and after arriving home later that morning, I received a call from the mammo place asking me to come in asap to have the exam redone because they "didn't like the looks" of my left breast. I wanted to tell them that I didn't like the looks of my breasts either but didn't want to appear cavilear to them. I called and was asked to come back first thing on Monday at 9am to have another test. So, I worried all Saturday and Sunday, prayed to all the powers that be that everything was okay. Monday morning I went back for the second test, had my mammary squished into anon-recognizable mass, endured the horrible pain and then was told they'd send the test results off to the doctor and I'd hear from them later in the week.
Tuesday arrived with my husband having an appointment with a surgeon to have a strange lump on his foot looked at. We got thru that exam with flying colors, in that, the surgeon said that the lump was "just a bunion"and it wasn't anything to worry about. As the doctor was preparing to leave the exam room, he turned and left us with this piece of sage advice, "Next time you order new work boots Mr. David, order them jist a dite wider!" He only charged us $150.00 for that nice little piece of information! I've been telling my non-listening spouse that for years!! Anyway, just to get even for all my worrying his foot put me through, I think I'll go buy myself that$150.00 lamp I saw at Marden's last week!
Wednesday arrived with another doctor's appointment for myself. I needed to see a dermatologist about a little mole on my back that is right under my bra-line that has been bothering me for quite a while. I was escorted into the exam room, plied with questions from the nursing assistant about my health and skin issues and finally the doctor sauntered into the room, gave me a cursory body exam and proceeded to tell me that she'd need to freeze the troublesome spot, cut out some of the offending tissue and send it off to be analyzed. I endured the prick of the cold needle, felt her excise the mole, waited while she smeared the incision with medicine, slap a dressing on the wound and was told to get dressed and that I'd hear from them in a couple of days with the results. I slid into my clothes and got out of there.
On Thursday afternoon, I received a short note stating; "Dear Mrs. David, after studying your first and second mammogram results, it now appears that everything is fine. The reason the two tests are so different is due to the fact that the first breast image was taken at an "incorrect breast positioning" angle. Well, I'm very relieved that I don't have breast cancer but all the worrying nearly killed me! Thanks a lot!!!
Anyway, it is now Friday morning and as I sit here in my nice warm living room, writing my recollections of a horrible week, I reach up and adjust the shade on my new, oh so beautiful lamp and as I do so, I feel the burn of the spot on my back where the remains of the mole is taking its revenge, with a burning, searing pain. God, I don't know if I'm going to make it till Monday!! Hope your week has been better than mine. Now that I think about it, I remember a small discomfort from a tooth that has been worrying me fora while. Guess I'd better call the dentist!! Maybe next year will be better!!!
Martha Stevens-David
PS: Just have them put the following on my tombstone: "A very nice woman, killed from all the undue worrying about her breasts, teeth, moles, husband's growths etc. May She Rest in Peace."
Martha Stevens-David Column Magic City
Email:lmdmsd@megalink.net
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