The Diagnosis

As a follow up to my fiftieth birthday, I felt compelled to get a regular "check-up" at the doctor. I have a wonderful doctor, and every time I've seen him for any ailment he always asks if I've had a mammogram recently. This July, when he asked me I hesitated once again, but decided it would be a good idea to get one shceduled before we move to Arkansas. So, on July 19 I had a routine mammogram. About 3 weeks later, I got a call to come back for a second mammogram. This did cause me some concern since they asked me to go to a different place this time, but I still just thought it was a follow-up because I hadn't had one in five years. On this visit after the mammogram, I was asked to go to another room where a technician wanted to do an ultra sound. Well, now I was sure they had found something to look at, but I still didn't think it would be anything significant. After the technician did the ultra sound, then entered the Radiologist (they send a "separate" bill) and he spent about 45 min. with the ultra sound. Finally he said there were a couple of places he thought should be biopsied. As I left, an appointment was made for the biopsies. I asked Fletcher to go with me to the biopsy, and I'm so glad he did. The results of the biopsy showed one tumor was positive for Ductal Carcinoma In Situ (DCIS). Since we are moving, I will still need an MRI and then some type of surgery will follow. I'll be continuing this story in Arkansas...