2:30 Monday. In San Francisco. Which freaks me out more than laying on my stomach on a table with a hole in it for my boob. I HATE going to the city. I always get messed up with the one ways and the wrong ways and the this ways and the that ways. At least the hospital has it's own parking garage. That is always a big deal up there.
I should see if I can find some needle work places close by, so when I am done I can go and do some "just for me" waste my money shopping. You know as a reward for being such a good girl for the doctors and all.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Love you all! Happy Easter, if I don't get back on here before then.
4 comments:
What a scary thing to have to deal with. Hopefully it will turn out to be nothing. Finding a needlework place to treat yourself with sounds a wonderful idea. Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.
Sue
I hope someone goes with you....I would not want you to go by yourself. And yes, go spend some money on YOU! Be good, don't cry and don't make the doctors chase you around the table..heck, I just took all the fun out of it didn't I? Please let us know asap on how things are! Which I know are going to be just fine! Happy Easter to you and your family.
A friend of mine has to have things taken out every year. She told me about that laying on the table. One good thing. You won't be looking him in the eye!
I'll keep you in my prayers and you keep us posted. If I was there, I'd go with you. Never been to S.F. And yes, REWARD yourself :)
I hope it goes well, the biopsy is just as uncomfortable as the mammogram. Lying on the boob-hole table is cold and awful!
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