My scale, still "broken." It will still work, it just needs a little"nudge" to make it. Its ok to laugh, life is funny sometimes. After the last few months I really needed a good day and while yesterday wasn't the dream life kind of a day, it was definitely the therapy I needed. First was the dreaded cancer screening time. I went in for my mammogram I have been dreading for a week. In case you missed it, not only did I find a lump, but my doctor confirmed it and added a few more that he found. Well after some extensive xrays, and an ultrasound, it has been decided that I do not afterall have cancer. What a relief! I will admit, I was scared. I was about 50/50 on whether I actually had cancer or not.
The lady who did my mammogram was such a sweet lady. She was as gentle as she could possibly be, and it was not at all painful like other drama queens tried to tell me it was.The ultrasound was quick and easy, but I kind of figured it would be. What I don't understand is why an ultrasound of a breast cost over $3000. A little ridiculous if you ask me. Unlike my poor mother's experience, the radiologist is there with the mammography and ultrasounds so you can get an immediate answer as to whether there is a worry or not. My poor mother had to wait for the radiologist to get back with her. I cannot imagine the agonizing wait she went through. But the good news came anyway, I was in the clear, at least for now. I may have to go back in 6 months if the lumps don't clear up or get any bigger, but the radiologist told me that a false negative after an in depth mammogram and and ultrasound is extremely rare, so I needn't worry. YAY!
My sweet mother, who was kind enough to drive me to the hospital and stay with me started crying when I told her the news. She had people all over the country praying on my behalf and she even had to sit down in the front lobby for a little while to let the emotions get out, as well as break the wonderful news to friends and family.
Then on to the actual weight journey of it all. Yes, the scale somewhat works, but it worked enough to tell me that on day 7 of this massive journey I had officially lost 5 lbs. I will be honest. I was disappointed. I thought for sure I would have lost more than that. But it is a start. After doing the math and realizing that 5 lbs/week is still about 20lbs/month. That means I could possibly reach my goal in 5 months. I know, its not realistic and it gets harder the closer I get, but hey. I gave myself a year to lose 100, lets stick to it. For now, I will accept 5 lbs of loss and keep moving forward.
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