That’s what the results of my thyroid biopsy says, ‘abnormal cells’.
Next, comes another biopsy to determine if the surgery I have to have, will remove half my thyroid or the whole thing.
Some days are lumpy rocks, and some are shiny diamonds, most fall somewhere in between.
This one’s a rock.
Thinking of you x x
Thanks Lucie … The irony of M going through this years ago didn’t escape me.
I know she would love to talk about this with you- got her address? Journeys @ (same provider as me)
I just might do that.
Aw, dangit. Love and hugs….
Thanks Leona … ‘Dangit’ was fairly close to the word I used too!
Rocks can be moved, shattered, or sculpted. Sending you positive sun rays, Widdershins, to melt away those polite euphemisms. And, a big bear hug.
They sure can! … thanks Susieee
Shoot. I’m sorry to hear that. My neighbor went through the same seven years or so ago. It was tough at the time, though she’s done great since then.
I’ll be thinking of you.
Thanks Jennifer
… yep, I’m hopeful.
Positive thoughts your way. But I know everything is going to be alright, cause its just too early. Just one more hurdle to strengthen our bond. All our love
Thanks Patrice … your words mean a lot
Just catching up here – hugs and positive thoughts from Downunder.
Thanks Cat … long distance hugs are wonderful things.
Hey – also sent you an email but trying to maximise my chances of reaching you
sorry about the rock! Thinking of you and sending you lots of love. Would love to hear from you, have been trying to find you xx
Well, hello there you!
… will get back to you via email in the next day or so!
Sorry for that bit of news. The uncertainty must be a bit frightening. I’ll keep you in my prayers…hope you are able to keep some of your thyroid.
Thanks Janna.
Yowza. sorry to hear that. Keep us posted. Will be thinking of you.
Thank you, m’ dear … will do.
Bah! And humbug. Sending you much positive vibes for the treatments and healing, and for emotional/mind state.
Thanks Miss Mabel
… I’ll pass the bahs and humbugs to the appropriate abnormal cells and let ‘em duke it out.
That’s really stinky. I hate knowing something is wrong — but not knowing HOW WRONG. I can totoally relate. Possitive thoughts are with you!
Yeah, that ‘how wrong’ bit really is a drag! … thanks Jennifer
Hang in there!
So sorry to hear this. Hoping for the best for you, and that the rock turns into a shiny river-washed pebble in time.
Oh, dear, Widdershins! Hope the next tests come up with better results — and you know better where you stand. *hugs*
Thanks Ruth
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