End of waiting!

Went to see the doctor this morning.
Doc: "Oh, yes, I remember you."
Me: "Yes, you managed to quickly get the ultra-sound appointment for me. Thank you!"
Doc: "So, you want to know the results?"
Me: "Yes, please!"
Doc: (turning toward the computer screen) "Usually the radiologist sends me a quick note if there is something of concern, and I didn't get anything."
Me: "Good, I would expect that, but was told the results would take a week to get to you."
Doc: (reading the report on the computer) "You have a fibroid."
Me: "and that's all?" starting to heave a sigh of relief.
Doc: "yes, that's it."

Whew! and Praise the Lord that it wasn't anything else more serious!

A fibroid is an abnormal growth of the uterine muscle. Unless it, or they, grow too big and become uncomfortable, painful, or start bleeding, nothing is done about them. So he said that they can be monitored with future ultrasounds, but if you're not having any problems, no need to do anything. At my annual checkups, the doc can keep tabs on it.

Mike came with me, so when the appointment ended, we had a hug of relief. I almost felt like crying for joy, but didn't. Maybe later.

Despite the JOY of the good news, I was a little annoyed that the doc's office hadn't called to let me know the results were in. As you know, from my earlier blogs, I made the appointment ahead of time, in the hope that the results would be in. Because the results "required no further action", the doc's office practice is to NOT call the patient. So, was I going to be left hanging??? Note to others: we must be proactive in our own health care! However, I'm not going to let that little annoyance spoil my JOY!

Thanks again to so many who prayed for me to receive calm and peace during these 23 days! God definitely answered!

"We depend on the Lord alone to save us. Only he can help us, protecting us like a shield. In him our hearts rejoice, for we are trusting in his holy name." Psalm 33:20-21 NLT

I knew that the Lord was with me during this time of trial. He would heal me if he chose. I accepted that the outcome could be either health or sickness. I trusted his sovereignty in my life (even tho I'm not ready to die yet!). It is by faith that I accept his will for my life.

Thank you, friends, for sharing this journey with me! May your faith be strengthened, too.