It's just a speed bump hon...

So, on Wednesday morning my best buddy and I went in to the Doctor's office for the "good news".

As I was signing in, I saw my chart on the counter, with some lab results on the top page.  I couldn't read the labs, but the handwritten "good" was clear, so I was SURE that there was some bizarre infection in my breast that would be cut out and put in a jar in the medical museum.

Consequently, I was blown away when he came in, sat down and said, "there's no easy way to say this so I won't beat around the bush, they took the biopsy and there's cancer in there."

He tried to explain the lab results to me, but was pretty honest when he said that he really didn't understand the "jargon" but would make the calls to hook me up with a surgeon who did.

He had already called the best breast surgeon in Anchorage, but she was out of country, so he was going after number two, who was in surgery that morning.

As we tearfully left his office, he hugged me and said "it's just another speed bump hon, you'll be okay".