The Saga continues

When I last left you I was looking for a new BS (Breast Surgeon).  Due to the ongoing disputes with our insurance company and a local healthcare system, I knew I would have limits in my choices.  I did some searching with the UHC (United Healtcare) website and it was very limiting.  When all else fails....Google.  I am always amazed with what comes up when I Google.  By the time I am done with all this fun of BC, I may qualify for my Doctorate just by learning from Google. I was pleased to find the Google directed me to the MD Anderson Cancer Center in Orlando where they have a specific office dedicated to Breast issues entirely.  Being worried (already knowing) I asked the scheduler for the first woman BS available.  I felt like the best choice would be a female.  Well that didn't pan out so, the first available was with a Dr. Jeffrey Smith, so I took it.

A New Friend

While waiting for my appointment I surfed for answers and stories, I needed to hear that this is nothing and would be just fine, I was probably just being an alarmist.  You would be amazed at the stuff you can find on Face Book by simply searching breast.  The first FB page I came across was Deanna's, it is a group for mothers with BC (Breast Cancer).  Well this seemed like a good place to start, I am a mother first and most of all, now I am one with BC. Seeing that Deanna lived in Orlando I messaged her to find out who she used for a BS and was pleasantly surprised to hear that she uses Dr. Smith. Thanks Deanna!!

Are you guys getting bored yet??

I DO NOT LIKE SOAP OPERAS!!

Anxiously on August 3rd my husband went to my appointment with the new BS.  Of course I was nervous, not knowing what to expect, but this had to be done.  We got the Breast Care Center at MD Anderson and I was very pleased to find a quiet office with a nice receptionist.  After we checked in I was taken to a changing room to change my top for a gown and then taken to a "Women Only" waiting room.  I was by myself for a while and that was my chance to change the channel, but I missed it.  I think that alot of people assume that women like soap operas, that's what was on, thank god for my Iphone.  After a short wait I was taken to an exam room where my husband was.  We talked a little and then and Intern came in. She examined me and then Dr. Smith came.  He examined me and then he talked.  He didn't say anything that I didn't already know.

I HATE NEEDLES!!!!

Everything was going pretty good with the appointment.  I liked Dr. Smith, really liked all his staff and then he dropped the BOMB!!!  He wanted to a Core Needle Biopsy, right here and right NOW.   Ugggghhhh, this didn't go so well the last time I told him.  He said I could wait if I want, but that wasn't going to happen, my husband was giving me the suck it up and get it done look and I knew I had to.  So we went to the US room and I got my biopsy.  WOW, that was sooooooooooo different than last time with the "not feeling the love" BS.  Last time, I was head to toe naked, my husband couldn't be in the room and it hurt like a son of a bitch!!  Oh, I forgot to mention, last time I felt like the staff was very cold, almost annoyed by my crying and showed no compassion.  So, this time even still had my sneakers and bottoms on, my husband was in the room, within eyesight and it really didn't hurt.  I must also mention, Jenn the nurse was FANTASTIC!!!! She was holding my hand and talking to me about my kids, it helped tremendously.

I am trying not to take too long to catch you all up on the past few weeks, I should have this up to present time by the end of my next post.