Not An Emergency

This past Wednesday, Herself went back to the endocrinologist as scheduled for a follow-up about the thyroid nodule.  Alas, it was not the handsome-young-man-fest that it was last time.  Perhaps next time. 

She had an ultrasound last week so a comparison could be made between how the nodule is now, to how it was in ultrasound when it was first discovered.  The doctor's office hadn't yet received the report by her appointment, so they said they'd call and let her know what the report said.  She just got the call.

"It's not an emergency but the doctor would like you to schedule a biopsy." 

First available date? August 8. Well, even though it's not a big deal and she's not particularly celebratory, she just couldn't bring herself to spend part of her birthday having a biopsy.  She's scheduled for August 13. And so, it will be hanging over her head for the next three and a half weeks. Then, there will be another week or two before she gets the results.

Herself recalls the first biopsy - having to tilt her head back and stare at the wall behind her while the doctor poked long needles into her neck.

She is not happy.