Thank you

So, I went to the dr to get those elevated white blood counts checked. As a nurse and after talking to doctors at work, I knew the chances of it being anything were slim. I called to verify my appt, and they answered North Atlanta Cancer center, may I help you? Fear began and I don't know why. Perhaps its the funeral this week, other patients but the C word scared the crap out of me.

I get there early to see the dr. I see patients waiting..Older patients. Younger patients. Bald patients. I hear their stories. I know what their plans are for the day. Chemo, bone scans, new treatment. I am alone. (not to worry, Michael would have been there. He needed his sleep and I wanted to go alone). I hear them. I see them. The faces of cancer. This horrific disease has affected each person around me.

I go into the office. I glance at the chemo chairs. They give me a pamphlet on YOUR CANCER! I'm thinking, do they know something I don't. I get weigh..Now that was fun, I tell you. I got blood drawn. A lot of blood drawn. I am sent to the exam room, where I wait alone and my mind wonders. Not for long thank God, but it indeed wonders. Am I ready for a surprise? What if there is a lab that was drawn that I don't know about and my Dr didn't want to tell me.

Well, my new Dr came in and said "You are a keeper. I'm sure seeing Cancer everywhere scared you" you are fine and your WBC has already returned to normal. Seriously. She rocks. She came and just told me. On a scale of 1-10, she said she is worried about a 0..She said, come back in 3 months and we will recheck and then release you to a doctor. She is setting me up with a nutritionist there so that's good.

Oh yeah, because I had to wait, I had to pay an extra dollar in parking. They took a check for 4 bucks from me..