Isn’t He Good

Yesterday the snow was falling….i had a mammogram at 7:10 am. My husband offered to drive me…he knew my nerves were high and the snow would send me over the edge.

My nurse knew I was nervous….I walked by the room with the machine that does your biopsy…that was a horrible experience. The machine that put the wires in my left breast before my lumpectomy…the nurses who held my hand…the doctor who spoke calmly to me. The nurses who encouraged me to fight…not give in.

Walking into the room where I had my mammogram a year previous….and I fought back the tears as my nurse carefully managed my feelings of my scars….I earned those scars.

I still fight lymphedema and wear a compression sleeve on my left arm. I wear compression socks when I fly. I take medicine for five years that will keep my cancer from returning and I take another drug to deal with the effects of the first drug.

Working out is hard but I’m determined to beat them all….

My mammogram was clear….my nurse even called to make sure I got the report….and I sit here grateful…..

I am so extremely grateful that I’m starting this year with no cancer.