April 21, 2021
My biopsy was scheduled for two days after the mammogram. It was back at the Fort Jesse Imaging Center. This time I needed Cory with me. In the two days leading up to the biopsy, I had bottled up so much fear and anxiety it was starting to express itself in tension throughout my entire body.
My mom was already in town helping watch my niece, Millie, so we took Macy there for the afternoon before heading to the appointment. When we arrived at the imaging center, Cory and I walked hand-in-hand into the reception area. The Great British Bake Off was on the tv once again. We were greeted once again by the sweet receptionist and she continued to exude a warm, comforting presence. The Lord has placed her exactly where she is supposed to be, comforting people during one of the scariest times of their life.
I went back for the procedure. The physician seemed pleased, he said he was able to collect 3 good samples. I felt encouraged by the physician collecting the biopsy sample - he said with my limited history and age, the chances of this being cancer were very small. I was told it would be at least 3 business days for the results to come back from pathology.
Cory and I trudged out of the imaging center, hopeful that this would be the end of it all. I felt exhausted as my body released all of the fear and tension I had been carrying around all week. Holding onto hope and the words the physician spoke to me. We went straight home and I napped for about an hour before heading back over to pick up Macy from my sister's house.
The weekend came quickly and I honestly found myself not worrying about the results, figuring that no news was good news.
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