LIFES A BEACH!

Let me preface this with saying: !*(^*(%&*$(&w*^*#^&*#&@&^&*$#^$*

And if you've come to the beach for lovliness, please skip over my post/news.

Let me start the report, with the explaination that I went for my mamo today, with a long list of things to do while out & about. Figuring my biggest headache of the mamo-experience would be finding a parking spot @ the hospital campus-circus of traffic. How blithely I went skipping in.

THUD.

Let me jump to the conclusion of the 2.5 hour long, 8 mamo, 2 consultations with the Dr. of Mamo-land. I am alive to make the report.

What was found, 'almost-by-accident' (they'd already given me the gold-star, thumb's up, hug-you're fine, now go get dressed release..... when they knocked as I was breathing my thank you sigh of relieft to my angels and said to return for additional views and magnifications)

SCREECHING HALT.

Is a new area of "concern".

Long and the short of it, is it's toooooooooooo soon to know what it is. Micro-calcifications. Not organized. Not present previously. Seriously small.

Dr. Mamo says, this is where we start a new baseline and then "wait and see" for six months.

Then I reach in my purse for a hankie to wipe my eyes and you surround me with your group hug and I seriously lose it.

Awwhhh Faith! We've been waiting all day...

We're all here for you.

we did make it to page 250

Installation #3.

Things I've learned in the year of hanging out @ BCO.

I will get thru "this." Whatever this happens to entail.

No one ever gets rid of that little dark rain cloud that hovers on the horizon..... and I'm no different that anyone else that's here in that regard.

I realize that to this point I've had the 'hangnail version' of all the possibilities of this heinous beast

(I must learn how to spell heinous...... malicious -- that looks sorta accurate.)

Malicious beast.

It never seriously, actually, completely dawned on me, that hardly 18 months outta radiation and having taken AIs the whole time, that any squirrely crap could get a stronghold going again.

Well blast. This is Planet Earth. Things can be completely wonderful on multiple channels -- competing for most exciting development conceivable, while simultaneously the unknown is unknowning it's way along the periphery.

Welcome to Breast Cancer 101, the year 2008.

THUD.

I post this & then go to read all that has gone on while I was Creating!

FAITH...................(((((((((((((((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))))))))))))))))))

You hold me up so SHALL I HOLD YOU! MY DEAR FRIEND! I SO WANT TO RANT WITH YOU!

A hundred years from now they'll look back on this chapter of mine today and roll their eyes and say, "Seriously?"

In the meantime it's great to have a gaggle of dear cohorts-in-crime.

(Just exactly what was our crime, by the way?)

I know that BCO and the beach specifically have been my lifeline to sanity.............

and that old crank about getting to the end of your rope and tying a big knot comes to mind......

Here I was seriously trying to figure out how to cut my addiction to this place and as usual, I think I'll just continue to envelope myself in your caring circle of compassion.

Thanks for letting it be, all about me day.

I know that in the grand scheme of things I'm at the iota of a crummy button o' nothin' much category. I seriously know that.

It is what it is...... even when we don't know what it is. Or maybe especially when we don't know what it is.

**One last request. Any of you Facebook friends, please don't put up a bunch of overly concerned poopie love over there -- cuz that would probably freak out the two DDs. No need for borrowing extra craziness in the midst of not knowing anything.

I Googled "poopie love" and this is what I got.......

OK. Sitting here ROFLMAO. I sure hope they keep the loony bin people off our cul-de-sac, cuz this flinging thru the emotions is exhausting. They're gonna hear me laughing so loud, they're gonna send the padded truck to round me up!

Thanks Sharon.

BTW: the second consultation w/the Dr. Mamo, was at the insistence of my mamo-tech, who was trying to make everything all better (by waving her magic happy wand) and insisting that I could just have these spots bio'd now and not lose any sleep.

Well according to Dr. Mamo..... that's an impossibility with the technology that we have now..... it's not even akin to needle in haystack. This area of concern could only be spotted in the magnification of the highest calibar, under the hightest compression of the mamo..... not possible to bio, in her opinion, cuz it's been impossible to find...... hence the 6 mo. wait and see.

Currently I'm of the mind to let the dust settle and speak to my surgeon directly.

Faith, I am so darn mad, I HATE you going through all this.  It messes with your mind and blunts your happiness.  I say go to a plastic surgeon and tell him to take it off!.  My plastic surgeon offered to remove my other one when he realized it was playing on my mind and I think I am going to go for it soon.  It seems like there is a new lump or bump every month.  You know you can't leave your friends here at bco, you are part of our lives and we love you.  Praying for you, remember your health is in your hands, do what your comfortable with.  Don't wait 6 months if you don't want to.  So very sorry and upset this is happening to our glorious happy sunshine - you.

Welcome Checkem, hope you can stick around for happier days to come.  We usually have a really good time here on the beach.  We are here for each other through the ups and downs.

You girls have had some funny photos and lots of fun since i have been working/sleeping.  I am feeling a little blue right now so you know to get over it i have to post blue things.

OK, I am done and feel better now.

Maybe she is out taking pics of the albino moose...

Whew Sharon.....thanks for keeping us company in the purse

with Faith. You've put in a long day. Hope you sleep extra well tonight.

Beach friends, just letting everyone know I won't have computer service for several days due to moving but soon as possible will be back on. Will be missing everyone.  hugs.

Oh Spar, we moved this fall.  Yikes, I hope yours goes easier than ours did. 

Faith.  I hope today brings easing of your concerns some how or other.

Troubles seas....

eventually calm.......

Trying again with the calm sea......