The Story Part 8-The Needle Biopsy

I'm not sure if anyone reading has had a needle biopsy before, but I had one with my first bout of cancer. I sat at a mammogram with my breast immobilized. It felt like a sewing machine was coming at me. NOT FUN AT ALL. I was expecting the worse this time as well.

We arrived at the AF Hospital showing up early for my appointment. I had pre-registered the day before. The woman on the other end of the phone told me to go to the same place as you went before. So, the last place I had been was AF Hospital. Well, they couldn't find the appointment at AF Hospital. The receptionist made a few calls, come to find out I should be at the UV Hospital only a half hour away, if I drive. Forty five minutes if Terry drives. Guess who drove. I am so glad I didn't break any laws.... I did go the speed limit. I did make it in 28 minutes. They called ahead and told them what had happened. Some of their other patients, who were early as well went in my place. They worked them in and then it was my turn.

The needle biopsy machine is one that you lay flat on your stomach. Like the MRI, I got to put my breast into a hole. At least this one was round. They numbed me well. They took several cores from my breast and sent them to the lab. I was there for about an hour. After the biopsy they did another mammogram. Basically, they just cut me open and they tried to squeeze me. Not sure of their procedures. I guess there is method to their madness.. Tomorrow -- the diagnosis.