Post-Diagnosis Timeline

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

I was stressed out, and I couldn’t face being at work all day wondering what was going on, so I took the day off.

I carried both of my cell phones obsessivley all day (my work and personal cells) because the doctor’s office had both numbers but nothing ever rang. At 3:30 in the afternoon, I saw that I had a missed call and a voicemail. It was the doctor’s office asking me to call back about the results of my tests. Right then and there I knew what it was. If it was good news, they would’ve said “Great news, it’s benign.”

So I called back and left a message with the receptionist. The doctor called me back, but the phone never rang! I looked down again, at 4:54 PM to see another missed call and voicemail.

I called back again and left a message with the receptionist and made sure that they would call both of my numbers.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

I couldn’t face sitting at home all day obsessing about what I might hear from the doctor, so I came into work…I got in at about 8:30 AM. I told my co-workers that I was expecting a phone call so I wasn’t putting my phones on vibrate and that I might walk away in the middle of a conversation.

At 9:02 I looked down again and saw yet ANOTHER missed call and voicemail! But this time when I called back, I got through to the doctor.

All I heard was “Invasive Ductal Carcinoma”.

I left work and drove home to my Jimmy. Almost as soon as I walked in the door, my phone actually rang. It was the hospital telling me I had an appointment with my oncological surgeon for later that afternoon.

It was at this point I called my mom and told her the results of my physical.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

I went in to work. I didn’t know what else to do.

Friday, April 12, 2013

I took the morning off of work to have a new patient consultation with my oncological radiologist  Jimmy and I also met with the nurse specializing in breast cancer genetics to give him a DNA sample.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

We drove up to Sonoma and Russian River Valley to go wine tasting. Hey, what can I say?

Monday, April 15, 2013

Took the morning off to meet with the Breast Cancer Nurse Educator as well as to have a new patient consultation with the chemotherapy doctor.

Went back to work.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Took the morning off of work to get a blood test done as well as a breast MRI. The results were back that afternoon and it was GREAT news…no other cancer seen anywhere in either breast!

Went back to work.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Took the morning off to have a new patient consultation with the breast reconstruction surgeon. This was my favorite meeting! Not only are they going to be reconstructed, but I get a lift out of it too!

And then, I went back to work.

Since Thursday, April 18, 2013

I’m just waiting. Waiting for medical records to be sent to my new hospital. Waiting for a surgery date. Waiting. This is the part I hate most. Waiting.

About Tricia Ransom

Patricia Ransom: wife, daughter, friend. Learning, laughing, living. Chicago, Illinois, downstate. Townie, urbanite, traveller. Note: The opinions expressed on this blog belong solely to me and should not be assumed to reflect the opinions of any of my employers past, current, or future.
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4 Responses to Post-Diagnosis Timeline

  1. Vicki Strong says:

    A daily timeline is a great idea. I have been living with cancer for 3 years now, and I hardly remember those early days. Maybe that’s a good thing!


  2. Waiting is hard to do. I’m an 11 year survivor of BC. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to contact me. I’m thinking of you!


    • Tricia Ransom says:

      Thanks. I’m waiting now for my last doctor appointment so a surgery date can be scheduled. I really don’t like waiting 😉


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