I guess with October being National Breast Cancer Awareness Month and all, it’s only appropriate that I had another follow-up with the breast specialist today. Six months ago I survived both incompetent medical support personnel and an MRI in order to finally learn that I don’t have cancer. Well that and that they still don’t know for sure what showed up on the initial mammogram and ultrasounds I had prior to the MRI.
In sharp contrast to all the previous hassles, today’s appointment couldn’t have gone better. I made it to the medical center without getting into much traffic, checked into the office prepared for a long wait, and was promptly ushered into the exam room. I barely had enough time to get changed and begin reading my book (which I had actually remembered to bring) before the doctor came in to see me. And in only a few more minutes, I had the news that everything looked fine. So fine that I needed to schedule a new appointment for a year from now rather than for six months.
Great news and arrival back at the office at around the time I expected to be seeing the doctor. It would be hard to ask for more than that.