Room with a view

Unfortunately it's the waiting room at the breast clinic..getting to know it a bit too well, 3rd visit in 3 weeks. So mri at 830 today. Chirpy radiographer offered me a choice of music to take my mind off things..ended up with an avici megamix. Don't say surprise me is my advice. In fairness they could have played anything and I wouldn't have recognised it over the noise. It's not a pleasant experience...I kept getting told to keep still.. The only way I could have been stiller is to stop breathing..but my panicky breaths were obviously jiggling my poor boobs ( sorry if that's inappropriate..it's inappropriateness thats keeping me smiling) Anyhow I survived, the pictures were taken and a lovely new doctor explained that they were worried about a new area so it was back to clinic E for an ultrasound and more needle biopsies..the very glamorous ultrasonographer had a very thorough recheck. They think the worrying areas are just cysts, and she was quite hopeful that I will get away with a lumpectomy and not a full mastectomy..fingers crossed. My lovely workies cheered me up by suggesting if I do need a mastectomy my first tattoo as a married lady could be a new nipple!! The NHS is marvellous can't say it enough.