Tuesday, January 08, 2008
I know that God has a sense of humor. After my last euphoric post, I have a come back to earth moment. Waiting is not my strong suite. And after my last couple of medical experiences, I'm a tad anxious about waiting for medical test results.
To begin with, I mentioned that I had to go re-do that awful yearly test at the Gynie's office. That was Friday. He said, "Call in a week for the results. If there's any problem, we'll call you."
So while I'm teaching this morning the office left a message on our home phone saying that the results are in, please call.
And I have an absolute freak out moment. (A sister is such a lovely thing to have. She calmed me down considerably in a few minutes of rapid email exchanges.) I call the office, but by now it is afternoon. Everyone is in the office in (another town); she doesn't have my chart, doesn't know about the call, and a Dr. isn't there at the moment. Please call us tomorrow afternoon at the office in (my town), when both a chart and a doctor is available.
For a brief moment I wanted to argue. Don't you know I just survived breast cancer last year? I don't want to wait another 24 hours for test results! I want it now!!
I stopped my mouth just in time. Sure. I'll call the (my town) office tomorrow afternoon. But I couldn't resist adding, "If I don't die of a nervous breakdown before then!"
Besides my sisters sage assurance, "There are several reasons for an abnormal PAP. Most of them are not serious." I did recheck the message which said, "The results of your test are in. Nothing major. Please call the office."
But I still don't want to wait!!! Sigh! Sigh! Sigh!