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HEALTH CARE?
So Now I Wait
On “seeing something” in my left breast, and knowing nothing
Author’s note: The following story originally appeared in my Substack, Sherry Raw. And, I’m still waiting.
Thursday, my husband and I went to Northwestern Medicine’s Geneva, IL campus so I could have my yearly mammogram along with a Dexa scan to see how my aging bones are holding up.
Since I was diagnosed with early onset breast cancer nine years ago, this yearly pilgrimage is a mind fuck. I’m sure I don’t have to explain why, especially to my women readers. I also see my oncologist every six months for manual exams, so, I’m on top of things.
Until this latest visit, I’ve shared nothing but glowing reviews for this facility. But, I don’t know if there was a full moon the night before, or some bad mojo that sullied the normally excellent care but the whole experience was a cluster fuck.
First, a technician, “M,” called me in for my bone scan which took very little time, and then it was off to the first stage of my mammogram. Because I have exceptionally dense breast tissue which puts me at a higher risk for cancer, I get to undergo a “special” mammogram!” This started last year. Prior, I would undergo regular tit-mashing and then a hand-held ultrasound. This was ideal for…
