Elsie Survives

Alright - I am just going to get right to it. Many of you know what my week was supposed to look like. Today I would go in for one biopsy on my right breast. Tomorrow for two on my left breast. My prayer has been that my "dizzies" would be manageable and that the procedures would not take as long as expected. (it is to be one and a half hours per biopsy) So many have been praying with me. We stormed the gates, let me tell ya!!

So off I go this morning. Dizzies were raging when I first woke up, but completely manageable by the time I get there. The doctor gets me prepped for the right biopsy and after reviewing the films, he decides that one is not at all necessary. He then asks if I would like to do the left side today and just be done. Oh yes I do! Let's get it over with. So...I am done. There is no going back there tomorrow. Not only did God reduce the time it would take, He reduced the days. What should have taken 4 1/2 hours over two days ended up being less than 2 1/2 in one day! HALLELUJAH!! He IS watching. He IS listening. He gives greater things than we could ask or imagine.

However...He did not spare me my dignity. If you don't care for details and don't like my sense of humor, then you probably should just go back to what you were doing. But I think this is about the funniest thing that has ever happened to me so I am sharing it. In my last post, I joked about going to the milking machine and calling myself Elsie. Now, in order to understand why I felt like a cow being led to...you really need to see the table that these biopsies are performed on. I was having a stereotactic biopsy performed on one of these . Be thankful I did not post the picture of one in use. Ok, anyway, as you can see there is a spot just for my "you know what" to HANG down. Oh yea, lovely isn't it. So after all of this joking, I am completely set up to have the right side done when the doc decides to just do the other. Do you know what that means? I am already on the table and I have to "switch sides", which mean I have to get my head to the other end. Picture this with me. My girls are basically exposed (oh, of course I am wearing a lovely tie front top that is no longer tied) and I have to switch ends. How do I do this? I am on all fours on said table, girls are doing their thing and I am slowly turning around. I could not have looked more bovine like if I had tried!! I laughed out loud and said "this is great material".

God has a sense of humor. God gave me laughter in the midst of what should have been a scary experience for me. I had no fear - zippo. My results should now be in by the end of the week. Those are completely in His hands. I trust Him. No matter what, I trust Him.

Gotta get some more frozen corn for my udder, I mean...breast,
Elsie