Every year for the last (knock on wood) 7 years...I and family or friends...head to MN for my yearly Cancer Check. I really should start calling it Cancer Awareness check, because while time moves on in everyday life...I really forget about the word. That is until I head to Mayo and see all sorts of people doctoring and in all sorts of conditions. I always get a wake-up call and as it gets to be year after year, I worry a little harder when it approaches. Has to be old age!! I am getting very good at worry! All tests were great and no sign of any reoccurence. But....while I still waited at home for the results of the Pap test, I didn't give it another thought until...
Dr leaves the message on the phone...call me in the morning. So I did. He wasn't available and receptionist said nurse can give me the reports. So I visited with his nurse. She wouldn't give me any info and said I needed to talk to the Dr. My crazy side of my mind went into major overdrive for the rest of the day until he called .....around noon the next day.
Seriously had my funeral planned and how I would tackle it for now and who I would give animals too and how to go about it....YEESCH!!!
When the doctor finally called, he asked how the rest of my trip was....fine I said...and silence....then he asked if I got to see the vibrant colors this year....of course...and silence..finally...he gave me my results. Negative...but always...always...he wanted me to be on guard! (he really is a good Dr and becoming quite a friend) I told him he made me suffer and he said..to always keep in touch with the fact that I did HAVE Cancer and that I really shouldn't let my guard down. I get it...but from now on...he has my cell number for getting in touch!