The back history of these exams with Tami is that about 5 years ago she had her first examination. Even though she was really getting this done before the age that they recommend, (if I remember correctly, its because the results are not as reliable due to the density of the breast tissue before the age of 40 - I think that's right) she has such a strong history of it in her family, she thought she would be a little bit more proactive in this area of her medical wellness. Well 5 years ago, they found an area of calcification that required a biopsy (yeah, we were freakin' out just a little.) It turned out to be nothing to worry about and of course we both could breathe a little better. Seems like whenever there is a medical scare like this, every aspect of your lives gets put on hold until somebody tells you there's nothing to worry about, then its life as normal.
But soon after the call on Friday, Tami admits that "cancer is the last thing I need right now." But I really didn't want to alarm our boys - because there was really nothing to tell anyway, no sense in worrying for no reason - so I didn't tell them.
But sure as shit, Monday did quickly arrive and we found ourselves back at the breast office. I tried to keep myself busy surfing the internet on my phone, but its easy to get distracted. To make matters worse, about 45 min after Tami went back, I was called to the back also. That's when bad things really started to enter my brain at break-neck speeds and promises and prayers quickly come to the defense.
In the end, the areas of concern were nothing but harmless cysts and there is nothing to worry about. But the reason for this post is to let you know how good God is. He answered this prayer with a "yes." And to keep my promise that I made to him over this past weekend, here is my post officially thanking him for it.
Now we can get back to this sailing plan we have - life needs to quit getting in our way, we're ready to go.