by Carolyn Thomas ❤️ Heart Sisters (on Blue Sky)
I wrote last week about the overwhelming experience I’d just had in the Breast Imaging Clinic at our local hospital. I was there for a mammogram because I’d recently found a lump in my right breast. Something suspicious was spotted on that mammogram, so an ultrasound was immediately next in line. Then something even more suspicious was spotted on the ultrasound, which prompted the radiologist who reviewed my tests to announce that I needed a biopsy to rule out breast cancer. (FYI: I’ll likely learn my pathology results on Tuesday). UPDATE: The “not wonderful” new diagnosis I didn’t see coming
But what I didn’t mention last week was something I’ve been thinking about since that day – which was my shocked reaction to spending time in the Breast Imaging Clinic waiting room – but not for the reasons you might expect: Continue reading “This is much more than a hospital waiting room”
ve on an island, so we’re often dependent on the ferries that carry islanders to the mainland and back. And because this is Canada’s west coast, high winds or rough seas can very occasionally cause sudden sailing delays or outright cancellations. When this happens, we often don’t know when sailings will resume, and nobody can tell us. Uncertainty like this about what daily life will bring includes both the routinely ordinary (what’s causing this traffic jam?) and the potentially important (when will 
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