Walking up the stairs, I had on my best poker face.
I could do this.
I signed in and was given the standard forms to fill out. You know….name, date of birth, insurance, family history. I started to feel it then…..the tears. I managed to keep them at bay long enough to hand the forms back at the front desk. I went and sat. And waited for my turn.
I was so focused on “THE” big thing, that I’d forgotten. I had to go ask for my paperwork back. Just great…..I was losing my mind.
I looked at my handwriting:
Mother – Breast Cancer – Deceased
Then I added:
Maternal Grandmother – Breast Cancer
Paternal Grandmother – Breast Cancer
How could I have forgotten? I kicked myself for leaving the “other” breast cancer history out of my paperwork. They’d want to see it all. Maybe they’d “look” a bit harder if they saw my history.
Then my name was called and I took a deep breath. I’d never been there before. I was shown to a small dressing room and given a gown along with a cute bag to put my things in. It’s there I start to cry.
Part of it was the unknown. I’d never had a mammogram before. I’d never had the opportunity to ask my mom what it was like. Would it be painful?
Part of it was a different fear. Cancer. Yes, mom was in her 50’s. The others were much older than that. BUT….
Part of it was hurt. My mom was gone.
I was scared.
(Originally written and published in memory of my mom in October, 2010)
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