Relief?

I went in to my biopsy appointment full of dread. I don't like the procedure very much. We needed answers though so it was necessary. I signed the release papers allowing them to stick their needles in my neck. Let them take my blood pressure. Was lead into the room where they would do the procedure. The nurse apologized countless times about the fact that I had to return to have this done. "This doesn't happen very often, I'm sorry we have to do this again." she said.

The doctor came in and fired up the ultrasound machine. Lubed up my throat and began looking for the nodule. "Power up." he said. The red appeared on the grainy gray screen. "Power down", it disappeared. He explained that the red showed us blood flow. He continued to move the hand piece around my neck.

Long story short? HA! NOW she says she'll make the story short! I know you are thinking it. It's OK. Here it goes. He couldn't find the nodule. YES you read me correctly. He couldn't find the darn thing. He says it could have been inflammation. Perhaps that's why he wasn't able to get many cells last time. The cells they did get were good, it's just that there wasn't as many as they'd like to have.

Am I jumping for joy? A little. I'm guarded. The doc left the room to check and see if records had been received from the very VERY first ultrasound that was done. When he came back he said "it was lower". LOWER? I wondered if he had been looking in the right place. I thought it was lower, but he's the doc. He told me he felt confident that I was ok. He asked me to have another ultrasound done in April on the same machine that they got the original shots of my nodule on(not his machine). He said that machines vary.

So I'm sorta happy. I just want no questions ya know? Sorta happy is good. I'm not dreading anything now. That's a plus.