My OB doctor scared me today. I was supposed to have a lump checked out with a mammogram and an unltra sound. I called to ask when should I have those done so that he could read the results and advise me and he said I shoudl go ahead and schedule an operation/removal/biopsy since "he knew there was something there-felt it during examination I should go ahead and have an operation". The same doc 3 months ago told me it wasnt much to worry about. I argued how could he proceed with no tests/results, he said in ten minutes we would know if it was cancer.
Today a friend of mine had a mastectomy, stage III cancer, because her OB was not a special in breasts and couldnt read a mammogram. He opened her up only to close her again and reduced her chances of survival because she cant have chemo immediately.
I ignored my OB, found and arranged an urgent meeting with a hospital's top specialist and had a mammogram and an ultra sound in 3 hours. I am clear, nothing abnormal, no ops needed. I think I lost 3 years of my life. My H came and met me at the doc's office and was with me all the way. (years ago I did that on my own-he couldnt remember why, I could: THE FOG).
I am mad at my doc, he obviously needed some extra money. I am happy and grateful I am OK.
A famous greek poet(ress), had an interview on TV. She said being in love is all about speed and has time as an enemy. We should not talk about "a love" until it's dead. If there is something left then it has become love, if it is nothing left, then it was...fog she said. She said, "what meaning it had, we figure from the words we use about it to judge it AFTERWARDS". My H says his A was A HUGE MISTAKE.
