I’ve sat in many waiting rooms in my life but, for the first time after treatment, I find myself in the waiting room of a Breast clinic waiting to be seen for a mammogram

I began my day by dropping Samuel off at Pre-School and finally listening to a voice note that a friend had sent me about 2 weeks ago. I needed that voice note. I was supposed to listen to it this morning.

As I try to focus on positive things, I take in the surroundings of a much better hospital. I refused to return to Basildon where they had missed the lump. I’m back at the hospital over the bridge where I gave birth. I feel confident in them.

On the TV, ‘Homes under the hammer’ is on and, I feel that God has done this to keep me at peace… I’ve sent a prayer request to my prayer group because there’s a nervousness in me that I cannot shake. I’m back in the waiting room-again.

10 Minutes Later

Mammogram over! Did it hurt? Yes. Was it uncomfortable? Yes. would I recommend it? Heck yes! 2 minutes of feeling uncomfortable can save your life. Remember that.

Cynthia (the Health practitioner) asked how I was doing. I don’t what what happened but I just burst into tears. I almost had a panic attack and she had to calm me down. The emotions and memories were just. Too. Much.

She comforted me and spoke about how “blessed” I was to be here and tell my story. I knew then that she was God- sent. She was speaking with faith. I knew it and I could feel it. My breathing slowed down and we spent the short time laughing and somewhat getting to know each other.

I was told that if they had any worries they would call me today and, if I heard nothing then “know it’s good news”.

I’m sitting in my car knowing that ALL is well and…

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“You will keep him in perfect peace, Whose mind is stayed on You, Because he trusts in You.”
‭‭NKJV

👆🏾 Debbie sent this to me

So, ladies- and men, if you haven’t check your breasts- please do!