Sunday, April 12, 2009

Friday, April 10, 2009

I have an appointment

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.

Monday, April 06, 2009

Just a quick note...

...Cause right now I am not feeling much about this....

I got a call from the docs office last week to come back in for another look see after squishing the girls again. It turns out they just needed to squish one, and look at it really close, like magnified like.
So I had my appointment today, and it was really uncomfortable this time, cause they really needed to compress it. Poor girl!
They found some calcification that they don't like. Just great! I have to wait til Wednesday to make an appointment at the Kaiser in San Francisco to do a biopsy. I'm not freaking. My sister had to do this a while back and everything was okay. I had some calcification a couple of years ago, although not checked out this closely.
Say prayers please though, ya never know...
The one thing I really noticed different today is that everyone worked in teams. Last time I only had to deal with one person at a time. This time, they had two people doing the magnification X-rays, and then the doctor AND her assistant talked to me about the next step. What's up with that? Oh yeah... the doctor freaked me out. I was expecting something, I mean this is the second time I have been there. We all sat down in her office, she took a breath and then looked at me in this kind of pitying way. In my head, I was all like, okay, there is something to check out, why are you looking at me like you have to tell me I have six months to live? Geez, I understand this is really serious, but I am not going to start freaking out until they say, "You have breast cancer". Until then, I don't have it.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Learning Photography

My OD, picked up her grandpa's old camera, that he had given me, did some repairs and some cleaning and bought film.
I downloaded the manual for the camera off the internet. The camera is older than my OD!
She's been practicing and teaching herself what will and won't work. She did the first roll and had it processed and the following are a few photos that she and I liked the best. She is also learning to tweak the pictures to make them really stand out.
What do you think?