tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post31800262600911532..comments2024-03-28T15:26:12.621-04:00Comments on Blue Country Magic: It's Ok in the EndCountryDewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03243893531509380824noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post-58786871892187444352013-05-02T11:58:38.351-04:002013-05-02T11:58:38.351-04:00you'd think that health care people would lear...you'd think that health care people would learn psychology better. <br /><br />the sick sick sick of the clocks is hard. being assured everything is okay doesn't help, I know. Pearlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251168248457758117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post-81189174614460246902013-05-02T07:36:22.034-04:002013-05-02T07:36:22.034-04:00oh anita...what a scary wait....so happy it turned...oh anita...what a scary wait....so happy it turned out to be nothing in the end...but still, every second you waited must have been agonizing...hugs :(Tanya Breesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01949602989774270159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post-78482438997111790452013-05-02T06:22:42.685-04:002013-05-02T06:22:42.685-04:00I'm so glad this story had a good ending! I...I'm so glad this story had a good ending! I've never been good at waiting for bad news, even when there's a chance it could be good news. My mind somehow only focuses on the what-if's. <br />Even if we are surrounded by encouraging loved ones and friends, that wait is still very singularly our own. Leonorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04701518822526054010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post-82139502539054773402013-05-01T18:30:10.335-04:002013-05-01T18:30:10.335-04:00I'm happy it turned out well! I know that tick...I'm happy it turned out well! I know that tick, tick, tick only too well. Breast, uterus, chest, face, liver. I no longer fear one day it will be the big C because whatever it's gonna be, it's gonna be and there's no point in me worrying about it until I know for sure. Then I'll probably freak out...until then I will continue to dance like nobody's watching :)Elena DeRosahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11070488432007287857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post-68613456259567497192013-05-01T11:54:43.872-04:002013-05-01T11:54:43.872-04:00How scary for you. If only they would think for a ...How scary for you. If only they would think for a minute about what we think on our end. I used to get cysts ALL THE TIME. Until finally a NURSE told me to take evening primrose oil capsules. No more cysts. They sell them at Walmart in the vitamin area. I wish someone had told me multiple ultasound and aspirations ago.Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05547519594920591210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32199165.post-59663653332982368992013-05-01T11:48:40.693-04:002013-05-01T11:48:40.693-04:00I remember the time I was told that my mammogram s...I remember the time I was told that my mammogram showed a problem, but I had to wait in an exam room at Lewis Gale for a couple of hours until someone qualified could read the X-ray. At any rate, I was determined to have the cyst removed, so I wouldn't have to worry about it again. I had surgery a few weeks later.Becky Mushkohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11833297935575559624noreply@blogger.com