Gerry read this and thought something was wrong…so sorry if it was misleading. My test today was my routine first/baseline, but leave it to me to freak myself out over it. I tend to visit the world of Whatifs a bit too often than is good for me when I’m faced with a routine exam. This was one of those times.
So, I’m heading in for my first ever Mammogram and I am shaking and quaking so I can barely type. I am early so I am killing time and somehow writing about it is therapeutic. I have never visited this office feeling quite so terrified, even when I was having scary problem pregnancy moments. I guess those were mid crisis though and I tend to hold myself together fairly well when I’m in the midst of a trauma…it’s after that I fall apart.
Ok so I’m going in on my rattling legs. Wish me luck and a good result.
A Half Hour a Day 
I survived!! Now the wait….
If you were scared, you must have gone in there for A Reason, and not just because it was time to start regular mammograms. I am sorry to hear of it. There is strength in the sisterhood of the women who have sat in that waiting room, and waited. And survived.
As you will.
Love, Gerry
Oh, Gerry, so sorry to give the impression that something is wrong…it is not (I pray.) It is simply my first, and unfortunately have known too many women who have gone for their routine exam to find it anything but routine. And you know me, I’m a worrier. My mind opens the door to those Whatifs just a crack, and those Whatifs go plowing right through intent on taking over the place.
There’s also a bit of sketchiness in my maternal family history…just more fodder for the Whatifs to strengthen themselves on.
Again, so sorry if I was misleading…I will reword my post. Thank you.
It is something you will be doing each year now. Let us hope it is always routine.
Hey, I totally understand! I’m “of the age” to have had a couple myself – though it is routine, it is far from a comfortable experience!