So I'm sitting in the waiting room of the clinic, waiting for Dr. Chester to finish his rounds at the hospital and I must have drifted into a light sleep because I about jumped through the ceiling when his nurse called me back. I sat in the exam room for a few more minutes, when he arrived... I thought this was supposed to be a consultation to let me know what to expect tomorrow ... and every question I asked about the actual biopsy and what to expect he said that he wasn't sure. He doesn't know if Dr. Helvig is going to want to just do a fine needle aspiration or if she will want to completely remove the tumor. All he could tell me was that is was that the lump is not a cyst, nor was it an infection pocket, it is a solid mass. I've been reading about Thyroid nodules and only about 5% of all cases are cancerous, and most forms are highly treatable ... somehow that isn't stopping my stomach from turning into a boiling pit of upset again. Mom can attest to my impatience when it comes to stuff like this. I just want to know what it is so I can deal with it instead of having all the "if, then" scenarios running through my brain. I wish I could find the way to just shut off my worry valve, because I would in a heartbeat... Right now I'm waiting for the plumber to arrive to fix the drain in my upstairs tub... I really hope he is able to get the job done so I can move on to some other project.
More later because I have the day off and tons of time to sit and think off all kinds of stuff to spout off about!
