Photo: Says it all
I received a call from the breast center nurse the day after my biopsy to let me know that the slides had been sent to Vanderbilt University for a second opinion. It was unclear if the tissue cells the pathologist was looking at were just atypical or non invasive cancer also known as DCIS (ductal carcinoma in situ). I was to expect the results by Thursday. Thursday arrived and I got a call to inform me that there had been a delay with getting the results but would hopefully have them by Friday! Friday came and I got another call to inform me that they were having a large fundraiser that evening and there would be no one to call me with the results if they came in.
This all seemed too weird and surreal. I felt like getting angry, and letting people know that this is very uncaring and inconsiderate. How would you like to be left hanging out there not knowing if you had cancer or not?!! But this whole journey was already stressful enough - why add to it. Then I realized I could call Vanderbilt directly - which we did. It turns out they were still waiting for the whole block of tissue to arrive (Vanderbilt had requested this, as obviously, they needed to look at more of the tissue as the slides sent were inconclusive). We then called the lab over here in California and lucked out and got through to the one person who knew the scoop. They were only just getting the tissue "block" FedEx'ed from the lab. Vanderbilt wouldn't get the sample until Monday.
So now I knew that I wouldn't get the results until next Tues or Wed. This is all fuel for my practice of letting go and accepting things the way they are. Do everything you can and then you have to just be with what is!
Tuesday arrived and got a call from the nurse - no results. Wednesday arrived - no one called, so, that's right, no results. Waiting, waiting, waiting. The waiting practice.
More later; just wait, okay?
