Over the last 2 months I've gone through test after test to find out what is causing the bad cramping every few months. I've had ultrasounds, cat scans, endoscopy, colonoscopy, and a D&C. Everything came back negative and apparently I'm healthy as a horse.
In the middle of all this, I got my first mammogram, just because I'm getting to that age (39) and I figured it would be good to have a base image to go by in the years to come. The mammogram was the LAST thing I was worried about. Well today, I get a call from the Gyno's office saying they have to schedule me for a breast biopsy. Apparently, there is an "unknown mass" and they want to find out what it is.
See, this is why I hate going to doctors....they always refer you to someone else.
In my mind, I know that a biopsy isn't a big deal. My mom had one when I was in college and it turned out benign. I'm just starting to feel like a guinee pig. I'm tired of being poked, prodded, stuck, drained, etc. And yes, I AM freaking out. To me, "biopsy" = the "C" word. I know that's stupid, but thats where my imagination goes as soon as I hear that word. The only good thing is hopefully, if it IS that, they caught it soon enough because my Gyno didn't notice a problem and I do monthly checks on myself.
If anyone can spare any calming vibes it would be great. I have to get ready to go to work and deal with stupid people all day, and I'm about ready to throw up.
In the middle of all this, I got my first mammogram, just because I'm getting to that age (39) and I figured it would be good to have a base image to go by in the years to come. The mammogram was the LAST thing I was worried about. Well today, I get a call from the Gyno's office saying they have to schedule me for a breast biopsy. Apparently, there is an "unknown mass" and they want to find out what it is.
See, this is why I hate going to doctors....they always refer you to someone else.
In my mind, I know that a biopsy isn't a big deal. My mom had one when I was in college and it turned out benign. I'm just starting to feel like a guinee pig. I'm tired of being poked, prodded, stuck, drained, etc. And yes, I AM freaking out. To me, "biopsy" = the "C" word. I know that's stupid, but thats where my imagination goes as soon as I hear that word. The only good thing is hopefully, if it IS that, they caught it soon enough because my Gyno didn't notice a problem and I do monthly checks on myself.
If anyone can spare any calming vibes it would be great. I have to get ready to go to work and deal with stupid people all day, and I'm about ready to throw up.