Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Okay, now I'm really upset.
I'm crying my head off right now. My boobs hurt. My left one (the one that got smashed more) really hurts. It's like a dull ache, distracting me all the time. The imaging center called & wants me to come back for another set of scans plus an ultrasound. They won't tell me why, and all I can think is why would they call first thing in the morning unless there was some cause for concern? And why an ultrasound? They've sent the scans to my doctor, but they want to schedule something for me within less than a week, rather than wait for him to look at them. I told them that they were causing an awful lot of panic, and all they said was they couldn't tell me anything other than they needed more scans and an ultrasound. I told them that my breasts hurt so much I could not even consider having another scan in another few days. So, I've put a call into my doc and I scheduled my scans and ultrasound for next Thursday. I can't tell if I'm crying more because it hurt, I hurt, and it'll hurt again ... or if I have a deep fear they've found something. I think the latter is less on my mind than the former, that's for sure. What happened to compassion in medicine, anyway?