I got some news I wasn't expecting this week.
I have had a cyst in my right breast for several months now.
It was found during my first mammogram.
The doctor then had an ultrasound performed because it looked a little different,
but he determined it was just a cyst.
He wanted me to come back for a follow up ultrasound in six months.
I went for that ultrasound in August and after looking at
my cyst again, my doctor decided to do a needle aspiration.
I had that procedure done last week.
The doctor sent the fluid he removed from the cyst to be tested.
I got the results yesterday.
Apparently, the fluid he removed had a few
"slightly irregular" cells in it.
This was not what I wanted to hear.
I had hoped the nurse would call and say everything was fine and dandy!
So...
I am now scheduled for a consultation with a breast specialist.
He will look over my films and pathology report.
Then we will schedule a surgery to have the cyst removed for further testing.
So many thoughts have gone through my mind.
I have thought about scenarios that are wonderful and let myself
think about scenarios that are horrible.
I have cried a little bit.
But one thing stands out to me.
Even more so than the worry
or the wonder about what these atypical cells are.
Even more so than how all of this will turn out.
I have asked myself many times over the last two days,
How do people get through tough times without The Lord?
What do you do if you don't have God to call on,
to cry to, to question, to trust and to talk to?
I am so thankful that my HOPE is in Jesus Christ.
I believe He has a plan for my life and His plan is a perfect one.
I have a huge network of friends and loved ones praying for me.
As one of my fellow substitute teachers said this week:
"Andrea, God's got this!"
I am holding on to that truth!
He's got this!
I just know He is holding me in the palm of His hand.
