Yesterday was an interesting day. It ended in frustration at what I perceive to be the inefficiency of the health system.
This morning was also interesting. After going to bed very late (happens because I finish work so late), I woke this morning with a strong message from the universe.
The lump in my breast (more than likely a benign fibroamenoid), the smashed thumb and the smashed car – all on the left side – are signs to let go of needing to control and be in control.
A shock, I know lol. I’m usually so trusting 😳
And, that message is right. Life has a fluidity that, when trusted, leads us to exactly where we are meant to be, in peace. I guess it’s similar to having faith in God. But, different too.
I arrived for my appointment on time. I was quizzed about cancelling the mammogram. It was accepted. I was relieved.
I had the ultrasound. Nothing unexpected. A big lump on my left breast, near the surface, very obvious. The routine questions:
When did you discover it? How long do you think it has been there? Do you have a family history of breast cancer? Any cancer? When was your last mammogram? Do you have the slides?
My last mammogram was in my twenties when I had been hit by a student throwing something and it resulted in a lump. So, no, I do not have the slides. In fact, never received the slides.
No history of any cancer.
I found it two and a half weeks ago. I hadn’t noticed it during my last self-exam. No, I don’t remember exactly when that was, the last three months or so.
Why didn’t you come earlier?
I booked in with the doctor and it took me a week to get an appointment. Then, I immediately booked in here and today was your first free appointment. I called eight days ago to book in.
Oh. And giggles, God love her.
Then the doctor came in. Felt the lump. Looked at the scans. Asked the questions. Explained that whilst he is fairly certain it’s a fibroamenoid, he is concerned that it grew suddenly when usually they are with you since menstruation starts. I mentioned the IVF for five years. Faces changed and ohs were emitted.
Yep. IVF – the gift that keeps giving.
Again, for me, a lesson in trust over control. One I think I’ll still be learning on my death bed lol.
Then, half naked, that gross gel over my chest, Why did you opt out of the mammogram?
I gave my reasons.
I don’t want to pressure you. It’s your choice, it’s your body. But …
I got so frustrated. I know enough to know I didn’t want it, but I can’t argue with a doctor. Ended up with the mammogram too.
Frustrated with my lack of balls here. And, that frustration lasted until this morning’s message.
I’m at peace now. Wish I’d been dressed and standing for that argument. There’s a vulnerability that is disarming on a table half dressed. But, it is what it is.
I am a work in progress. Constantly evolving and learning.
I’ll be fine though – I know that for sure.
Pic 1 – visual metaphor – Tina yesterday between scans lol
Pic 2 – nice view behind the visual metaphor
Pic 3 – the sunrise of illumination and trust this morning
😉 yep, I’m crazy lol