By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to Fandango’s Tuesday Story Starter #35 for March 1, 2022
She was quite serious when she looked me straight in the eye and said,
“Your CT scan revealed a large mass on the left lobe of your thyroid. The right also reveals numerous polyp type shadows that are most likely nothing to be concerned about.”
She was still speaking but my brain had stopped processing data at “large mass.”
The doctor touched my arm, her lips were moving, my ears told me she was uttering archaic sounds that should have made sense to me; but my brain had stopped functioning. A complete and major shut down without the benefit of a true and proper faint.
“In three weeks, alright? Do you need to put that in your calendar?” She peered at me with what I would later come to call that “ sympathetic but glad it’s not me” look.
My blank stare must have given away my lack of state of mind. A paper was placed in my hand and I was ushered out of the exit door by one of the office staff. She waved as she closed the door chiming,
“Have a wonderful rest of your day!” Before she bolted the door behind me.
I stood frozen, staring at the appointment card and instructional sheet of paper in my hand stating a biopsy was scheduled in three weeks. Three weeks? I had to suffer the next three weeks with the “C” word hanging over my head and the real idea that extinction, mine, was looming in the not too distant future.
What had she said? “Have a wonderful rest of your day!”
I now understood why she locked the door behind me. Smart woman.
…..To be Continued