Biopsy

I meet with my surgeon. I vaguely remember much of this. I remember my kids and husband in the waiting room, the doctor and his diplomas. A nurse and her helper come in. The doctor examines me and by this time I'm not shy or anything. He notices the lump as everyone who has examined me before. It's on my right side from about 6 o'clock to 1 o'clock. It's hard and not normal for lack of a better word. I also in the last couple of days to a week have noticed to smaller lumps under my arm. The doctor asks if I would like a biopsy now or to wait 2 weeks after being on antibotics. I think to my doctor in Fairbanks and the worried look on Bill's face (by now I've asked him to join us.) I think I can wait two weeks, it's not the waiting that bothers me, it's the letting other's down. So I say okay let's do it now. The doctor explains he will num the skin and place a needle it. I take a deep breathe and wait for a small prick. The pain sets in and I wince, then I cry out, OWIE. OWIE. I take hold of the nursing assistant's hand. The doctor says only a little more. "click, click, click" The needle goes in. Tears stream down my face and I want it to stop. Just a few more minutes, just a few more minutes. "Click, click, click." then it stops and the needle is retracked there is blood all over my gown and the pain has yet to subside. Bill comes in and I cry. The doctor keeps apoligizing. I'm saying it's okay through tears. He says he will write a prescription for pain medication. Bill takes me and the kids out to the car and I wait the longest 20 minutes of my life for the medication and another 20 minutes for it to kick in. The rest of the day is hazy but I start to feel better. I am thankful this is one time and would let anyone know who has to get a biopsy, take a pain killer first. Also remember we're not all the same! love you, love me, love you, love me!