As I type, I am noticing that my keyboard is sprinkled with sesame seeds. This can mean only one thing: my 17 year-old son has been eating his after-school chicken burger in front of the computer again. Bah.
Such a minor inconvenience, sesame seeds on the keyboard. I mean, think about it.
How about a sesame seed sized "pre-cancer" in my right breast? Where does that stack up on the inconvenience scale? Well...I'll tell you.
On September 30th, I was back at the Imaging Center to meet with the radiologist, Dr. R. Since my surgeon, Dr. F (the one with the twin analogy) was ON VACATION (the nerve!) until 10/10, Dr. R. kindly said she'd see me to A) see how the wounds she inflicted during the MRI-biopsy were healing and B) read the pathology report and interpret it for me. For some reason I had in my mind that the two new spots would test the same; either they'd both be cancer, or neither would. Well.
My "original" August cancer was on the left side. Of the new spots, the one on the left was nothing. The one on the right, however, was what is called ADH. On the path report, following the ADH finding are the words, "recommend complete excision." So, the lineup now reads: one real cancer. One pre-cancer. One non-cancer. (Does that mean I'm batting .333 or .666?)
Decisions, decisions!
Dr. R sent me home to think. I had ten days 'til my appointment with Dr. F, the cancer cutter-outer. What to do...what to do...
3 comments:
I've heard from a number of folks, including Grandma Ruth (do you remember her?)who had a radical-m and lived 39 more years (!), "With cancer never be conservative. Always be radical."
Ned, I always like Grandma Ruth...
I hate that you are going through this...
Grandma Ruth sounds like one wise gal...
Praying and caring, but feel so far away.
Thanks for keeping us posted.
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