Waiting

Going to Seattle is usually due to a much needed get-out-of-town-to-a-big-city trip. So, on this particular day, heading to Seattle, we knew it wouldn't be fun. It was raining, of course, which suited our moods.

We again packed for a day trip with a weeks worth of diapers, still nervous about taking a newborn out of town. We found our doctors office, which was downtown Seattle (this is stressful when you don't know where you're going). His office was on the top floor, Suite 1500. When we finally found his office the words on the door jumped out at me like a freight train hitting me in the gut, "ONCOLOGY GYNECOLOGY SPECIALISTS". And underneath that read my doctors name. We were in the right place.

We showed up 30 minutes early, just to make sure we found his office in time. We found a seat in the back with huge windows that overlooked the Puget Sound.... well at least we had a pretty view while we waited.

And then we waited..... and waited... and waited.... and waited.

After 2 hours I decided I needed to make sure they didn't forget about me. They explained that my doctor had an extremely hard case that he was working on and we would be next.

We again waited... and waited... and waited... and waited.

After 4 hours, that's right, 4 hours, we finally got into a patient room.

And then we waited... and waited... waited... and waited.

Seriously? I was ready to walk out. We had already changed Tyson's diaper 4 times, fed him 2 bottles and we had no signs of leaving anytime soon. I was so tired and spent just from waiting for so long I was ready to get in the car and go back to Spokane for surgery and deal with an anchor-like scar across my abdomen. At this point, I just didn't care.

Just when I was ready to storm out of the room, McDreamy/McSteamy entered. (I hope I have some Greys Anatomy fans following here...). Seriosly though... he looked my age. He was extremely nice and couldn't apologize enough for keeping us waiting for so long. He explained everything very thoroughly and let us decide what the best decision would be... of course his opinion was to get me in for surgery immediately.

I had other plans. I couldn't leave my newborn for an extended amount of time so soon... I decided to wait until he was at least 3 months old. They thought I was crazy for wanting to wait so long, but mommy duties trumped cancer evils.

Before we were able to leave I had my first CA125 blood test, the same blood test I'll have the priveledge of becoming friends with every 4 months for the next 5 years. This test will show different abnormal levels if cancer is present.

After 6 long grueling hours we were free to go, and had a major surgery scheduled for the near future....


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