The Doctor Called

Honestly, you won't be surprised by what I learned this evening....I know I wasn't. The phone rang and David had just walked in (the phone rings a lot....but when I am in bed I don't get it) and he answered it. I heard him walking towards the bedroom and telling whomever was on the line that he thought it was a telemarketer and he wouldn't wake his wife up for that. And then he laughed - so I knew he wanted me to talk to this person.

It was Dr. Margenthaler. She is the one who removed both of my breasts. She indicated that she had the pathology report and wanted to go over it with me. In a nutshell, there was no cancer in the right breast, which we had assumed. The right breast was removed because of the history in my family and the fact that I tested positive for the BRCA gene. Then she went on to say that the cancerous tumor was 1.5cm in size and was contained in the left breast - there was no sign of cancer in the lymph nodes. What was of particular interest to me was when she said the following, "Becky, this is the best possible news you could have hoped for. Based on this information we know you will not need radiation therapy. You will need to meet with the medical oncologist to determine the need for chemotherapy."

Listen - I know WHY it was the best possible report I could receive......if there was ever a doubt that prayer works, I would hope this puts it to rest!!

So, this particular news makes this day......better than others!!!!!!