I'm back from my 6 month follow up to my previous mammogram where they found breast calcifications. You may remember that I had lots of breast pain during and post pregnancy, and the doctor sent me to have a mammogram after my milk dried up. They found calficiations, which are usually nothing (upon further research, I'm assuming they are microcalcifications), but can be indicative of a bigger problem. Therefore, they wanted to monitor a little more closely. Today they took the usual ton and a half images and did another ultrasound. While lying there, I realized I have had more ultrasounds than I can even count. There have been 3 thyroid sonograms, 2 breast ultrasounds, 6 baby ultrasounds and many many fertility treatment ultrasounds. The people at the center always say things like, "Thanks for being so good about this!" and I think, "This is cake!"
But even though they say not to worry, I always fret a bit during these sorts of tests. Today I'm fretting more than before because my u/s tech acted differently than the last time. Last time she declared that all looked good and clear, and I was free to go. This time, she came in and (perhaps only to my over-worried imagination) acted more subdued with me after reporting to the doctor. She said to call my doctor for more detailed results in about 3-4 days. I'm hoping her lack of mentioning that everything looked good wasn't anything ominous. Thoughts from those who've done this?
*Good thing I'm not on search engines
About the Ta-Tas*
Is it strange that to me, women wrapped in their blue exam robes at the imaging center look elegant? That whole experience is full of contradiction. I find the robes elegant and the women beautiful and kind, yet as I hug the mammography machine and the tech smooshes my girls into, let's face it, comical positions between two plastic plates, the absurdity of how it would look to the uneducated observer makes me stifle giggles.