11/30/14 - Another "Crazy Town" Story

My master bath has its own little room for the toilet. The sink, shower and tub are all in the same room. At night when I have to use the bathroom, I always turn on the closet light which is right next to my sink. This way I don’t have to turn on all the lights above the sink. They are very bright and there are a lot of them. I do this so the brightness doesn’t wake up BudBud. Being the OCD person I am, I always wash my hands after using the restroom – even In the middle of the night.

One night last week, I was doing my usual ritual and I caught a glimpse of a big blackish/brown mark on the upper left side of my chest.  This thing was huge. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest when I caught a glimpse of it. I’m sure many of you will know what I’m talking about - that feeling of dread.  I ran my fingers over it and it felt raised. I couldn’t imagine what it could be – it was SO big. I thought, “oh great, here we go again, now I’ve got skin cancer.” Then I decided to risk waking BudBud up by turning on the millions of lights above the sink. Then I got a closer look. OMG……it was a piece of chocolate from a cookie I had eaten earlier!!!!! Apparently it had melted into my chest and I went to bed that way. Can you imagine?? Now if that doesn’t give you a good laugh, I don’t know what will. CRAZY TOWN.

I’ve got an appointment tomorrow afternoon with my Breast Surgeon and a scheduled Bilateral Ultrasound on Wednesday morning. I’m anticipating a lecture about my refusal to have a mammogram. Mammogram has not caught ANY of my breast tumors. I’ve found them all myself. I’ve decided they are pointless, and I don’t want to expose myself to the added radiation. This has not been a popular decision with my doctors. They scheduled a bilateral ultrasound about a month ago. I drove an hour just to get a call when I was pulling into the parking lot telling me they can’t do an ultrasound without a mammogram. I was not a happy camper after driving all that way. Next, I was told I had to file a grievance in order to have the ultrasound approved. When I did this I got about 200 calls that week (exaggerating) from various people. They wanted me to give a phone statement – blah, blah, blah. I said, “I’m not giving a statement - I’m refusing a mammogram – I don’t have to have a test I don’t want. If you don’t want to give me an ultrasound instead, DON’T. I’m still not having the mammogram.” Next I got a letter denying the ultrasound which was fine by me. Then I got a call the following week to come in for an ultrasound – SERIOUSLY?? I let them know that I received a letter saying they denied my ultrasound. I guess my breast surgeon told them to do the ultrasound. She said it’s better than nothing. I really like that lady. It’s amazing to me how the system tries to bully you into a mammogram. I can understand the need to have one if it worked, but for me it doesn’t. I’m sure getting surly in my old age.

I’ll let you all know how it turns out.



  1. Hysterical! Love the chocolate cookie story, I'm sure I've done that myself :)

  2. It's nice to know I'm not alone!!