A long day/ the biopsy.

This day started out like every other weekday except for this time I was the one taking the kids to school. I woke up and got the kids ready for school. CJ was so cute, when I got my coat on he says " I wanna go!". He must have thought that it was the weekend b/c daddy was not getting ready for work? So after getting the three older ones to school I came home and it felt weird b/c usually when I take someone to school, (Sneezer) there are 2 boys still sleeping here. But it was just me and Hubby while Sho-sho was still sleeping. It was very quiet. So I got out my knitting stuff and started making that little sweater for Vader. After a while my hands started falling asleep, so I went in a took a shower.(Found out later that my sister called while I was in the shower.) When I got out of the shower, I continued working on the doggy sweater and then the girl up the street called. She was saying that she had found some lumps in her breast and wanted to know if I would come down and feel them to see if they feel like mine. I then explained to her that I could not feel mine and what I am getting a biopsy on is something that they found with the mammogram, so I would not know what to feel for on her. She said that she has gone to her reg. doc. and he has felt them, but is deciding on what to do. I got off the phone with her and told my husband how she was asking me to come down and feel her lumps in her boobs. My husband quickly volunteered for that job! I was not comfortable with feeling someone else's boobs.

Now it was time to get CJ. So I went and picked him up and came back home and ate some lunch. And then as I am leaving, my husband says " oh yeah, your sister called while you were in the shower." I shut the door and then open it again and say " that was 2 1/2 hours ago and your telling me now?" He said he forgot. hmmmm?

The drive to the hospital I was holding back tears. I was so scared. What was going to happen? Will it hurt? Will I pass out? I get the hospital with my mind going in every direction. ( Did I lock the car? Did I park straight? Do I have my keys?) I get up to the receptionist and there is not wait, I tell the lady my name and she asks a few questions to verify things and then tells me to proceed to downstairs. I get down there, tell the other lady my name and she tells me to take a seat. I read some very interesting articles, (ha) none that I can remember but one. They have discovered that the abortion pill, that has anti-progesterone in it, can actually reduce the gene that causes breast cancer.( according to studies on lab rats.) How ironic, the pill used to kill babies can save a life from from breast cancer prevention.

So now people are being called back left and right and then I sense the eerie silence. I was the only one in this waiting room. Not even the receptionist was there. WTH? its like " why was I picked last?" but then someone comes down the stairs and I am not alone again. Then the lady comes out (Maureen) and calls my name. (Finally?) She leads me back to the room that I was in, just 10 days before, with the previous ultrasound. Maureen goes over the procedure, they are going to have the sonogram to look in to where they are going and then the doctor is going to put an guider needle in for the needle that they are going to use to extract the masses. Then she explains to me that they had found 3 liquid masses surrounding a solid mass. ( What? that is not what they told me last time?) So I suddenly feel woozy. Before I was thinking this was nothing b/c no one told me about the solid mass, but now it is something different and I am worrying more. Then she goes on to tell me that the needle extracting the masses will make a loud clicking noise, like a cap gun going off. ( Oh that is comforting)And that because the "cysts" are so small they have to leave a little chip in its place for marker, for future reference. So then she asks me to undress, waist up and put the gown on, opening in front. (okey dokey) So I undress and sit up on the table and wait. She comes back in a few minutes later and starts taking pictures of my boob with the sonogram, I asked her if they had changed any and she says " not really." In a "kind of, but I am not at liberty to tell you that" sort of way. I could tell that they had gotten bigger, not by much, but now there was a visible white area in the middle. I did not see that last time. Then she gets up to go and show the pictures to the doctor to see if those were good. And then she comes back in with the doctor and he asks if Maureen has gone over the procedure with me. and I say "yes." And he says " and your still here?" and right before he said that I was desperately wanting to get up and run out of the room saying I changed my mind. I don't want the freaking needle gun in my boob. But then he cleans off the area and pokes me with a little needle and then suddenly I can see the needle on the sonogram, but I could not feel a darn thing. That is the weirdest feeling not being able to feel your boob. So then he puts the Guider needle in place (no biggie) and then he puts the extractor needle in and *snap* the first mass is sucked out. Maureen asks me how I am doing and then re-adjusts the sonogram. Then he insert the extractor needle again and *snap* the second mass is taken out. Maureen again asks how I am doing and I tell her that it is starting to burn a little. The Doc. tells me that he just needs to do one more and Maureen agrees that one more should do it. So then again, needle in,*snap*, third mass out. Maureen adjusts the sonogram and sees that all he masses are out. So now the Doc. removes the needles, but the burning feeling is still there, why? B/c Maureen was pushing down with the sonogram wand thingy. Now they just needed to insert this small titanium chip to mark where they took the masses out. Then they were done. Maureen cleaned off the area and then put on a bandage thingy and sent me down to get a mammogram. Then I came back to the sonogram room and put my bra on and she fitted a ice pack onto my boob and I put my shirt on and then I was outta there. Before I left, she gave me an angel pin, saying that everyone who has a biopsy gets one. So now I have a scar, a chip, and an angel pin to remind me of this day!

Got home and just wanted to sleep. So I laid down for a bit and then came in to check my e-mail. Wrote my sister and others to tell them all went well and I will know something by Monday afternoon. (probably the only time I am looking forward to Monday.)
Shortly after that, Sneezer and Da got home from school. They went in to my room and did their home work and Hubby took Sho-sho and CJ to the store so we could have quiet. I Helped Da with his homework and for the first time in a long time I had my two older kids sitting on my lap. weird?

Then hubby came back home with McBarfo's and then me, Da, and Sneezer went to Sneezer's chorale concert. I wanted to sleep so bad, but I stayed awake for it and then came home and went to sleep. I think I am going to lay down now. Sleeping with bra on is something I will not recommend. I am suppose to wear a bra to bed for the next 2-3 nights. JOY! maybe I will try that sports bra tonight, If I can still fit into it?