Today was the day for the mammogram.
My appointment was at 10am. I go to the breast center, and everyone is all cheery, smiling and joking around. I have my very first mammogram. Wasn't bad at all (at least, not like the horror stories I had heard). I made light conversation with the tech and she said "I will be back in just a minute, gotta run these to the doctor." Twenty minutes later, I'm still sitting there waiting for her to return. This is around the time I start to worry. "what's going on? did she forget about
me? did I move and mess them up?"
She returns. This time, she isn't smiling. There's a notable difference in her demeanor. "The doctor wants me to do another set of pictures." I said "Uh, ok.." and this time, it's a compression mammogram on the left breast only. She again tells me she will be right back. This time, she is gone for around 10 minutes and returns even more solemn. "We need to do another test. I will have you go into the waiting area for a minute and get the ultrasound room ready for you, ok?"
By this point, I'm thinking "great, something is going on, and I'm here by myself..FANTASTIC!"
I go into the room, lay down and the ultrasound scans my right breast. To my surprise, a small cyst was present, but only one. It was around .5cm x .5cm..perfectly round and void-looking.
She then makes her way to the left breast. Several large cysts were scanned. Each between 5 and 6cm, round and once again a barren nothingness of black..One in particular she scanned, I felt some pain. That was the culprit from a few months ago that could not be aspirated. It was oblong-ish and I thought I could see flecks of white here and there. It was mostly black, but on occasion, it appeared to have floaty bits in in near one edge. It sorta reminded me of a squash. Round on one end, narrow-ish at the other. She concentrated on this for a while. My arms actually went numb, I had them above my head for so long.
Anyways, she told me to clean up and have a seat in the waiting area. She returned 10 minutes later and said "You can go now"
That was it. Everyone's demeanor has me concerned. To go from cheerful to solemn/worried...worries me. My oncologist should have gotten the results today, so I'm calling tomorrow afternoon to find out what is going on. I'm 97% sure it's nothing and I'm most likely facing another aspiration. However, there is 3% doubt/worry/OMG-I-AM-FREAKING-OUT happening in the back of my head.