The technologist had very long grayish hair, and was very sweet. She brought me into a room for the procedure. I remember that there was wallpaper in that room that reminded me of the wallpaper in our kitchen: white with little bunches of flowers, very old-fashioned looking. Everyone involved was female -- a fact I found comforting -- and women bustled around me as they set up for my procedure. It turns out that they were trying out (!) a new kind of biopsy instrument, and the rep from the company was there as well, so it was crowded in the small procedure room.
I think they started with an ultrasound, but I'm not sure. They numbed my breast with a local anesthetic, and the doctor used the instrument to take cells from the lump. It was loud, and it hurt some. I think they gave me some extra lidocaine. I remember that she showed me what she had extracted from my breast: it looked like little tiny pellets. She also inserted some kind of marker into my breast, and after the biopsy, the long-haired technologist took me into another room for a mammogram to make sure the marker was placed correctly. I really didn't want a mammogram after all that, but it was necessary, and it hurt. I remember that the tech gave me an ice pack to put into my bra. Then I went home.
They told me it would take a few days for the results to be ready.
What's odd is that now I can look at the hospital records and see if my memory is correct. This is what it says:
My primary care doctor told me to make an appointment for that Thursday -- 2 days later -- so she could give me the results. The problem is, they told me it would take 2 or 3 days to get the results. I was worried that the results wouldn't be ready in time for the appointment.
To be continued...