The week I was told my doc no longer existed was very dramatic on me. I didnt understand why he didnt tell me he was leaving the practice? I was becoming bitter thinking that if I were still in Cincinnati there would be plenty of excellent doctors to choose from. But, no, I am down here in South Carolina, 600 miles away from anyone that cares.
The day comes that I need to meet with the new doc- Dr. Kwon. I make my husband come because I'm honestly a total basketcase! I dont think I could remember a word the guy says. He was very nice and comforting. He also agreed with the dx of Graves, but did not feel we could proceed to treat the Graves until we knew if the nodules were cancerous or not. If it is not cancer, then we have treatment options. If it comes back positive for ca, then it must be removed. He scheduled me for a FNA biopsy the following Tuesday.
Biopsy Day! As crazy as my head has been, I'm sure you can only imagine what I was going through today. We opted for my husband to go to work, because we knew he'd have to miss several days for any procedure I'd have to go through. My oldest son, Philip, drove me to doc office. I was very nervous. Phil was such a trooper! He even went in the room with me, and watched the docs every move. I was also very lucky and had a wonderful nurse that held my hand and had the most loving, understanding eyes. She really seemed to care that I was scared. She held my hand and tightened down to let me know it was all going to be fine. Tears ran down my face as he removed part of my body for examination. I had myself so geared up for it to be so painful, but I dont think I felt a thing. He went in one more time for another sample. Again, I felt nothing. Sample is good.... results should be back by Thursday or Friday.
Hurry up and wait... and wait... and wait....
The nurse called me on Friday and informed me the doc wanted to go over my test results in the office on Tuesday at 11. Well, I knew what that meant.....
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