On Wednesday, I called my doctor’s office and asked to speak to the nurse to find out the results of my biopsy and my ultrasound. It went something like this:
Nurse: Your ultrasound shows a cyst, but nothing that he is really worried about.
Me: Uhm, ok, I’m glad HE isn’t worried, but me? I’m worried. (Flashbacks of ovarian cyst 18 years ago going through my mind – I’m NOT going to just wait for this to go away.)
Her: And, well, we hadn’t called you yet because we don’t have the results of your biopsy. I’ve been here for 8 years, and I’ve never had Quest Diagnostics do this — they sent it to another lab for further testing.
Me: [crickets churping]
Me: Uh, well, that can’t possibly be good.
Her: Oh, it may be nothing. But I’ve never seen them do that before. So now we’re waiting to hear back from them.
Me: I want to come back in and see him. I’m not going to just wait this out. If I have a cyst, I want it removed.
Her: No problem. We’ll get you in, but we need to have all the results first.
I need to go back up to the local lab and have a CA-125 blood test drawn; not sure why they didn’t do it the day of my first appointment. I normally have them every year, and my last one was in November, 2006, so I’m due for one soon. I’m slightly freaked out about the whole thing, but trying to remain calm. Really, I just want to know what is going on. There is still some minor pain, but nothing as bad as it was last week. I’m back in the “wait & see” phase of it all.
I’ll keep you posted as I know more. Now, back to cleaning out the house!