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test results
Jun. 13th, 2014 01:02 pmAn answering machine message. I can't believe they left it on an answering machine message. I feel like there should be more... fanfare.
I'm home.
I got in on the red eye this morning. Which always makes me feel exactly like it sounds. It is a dead quiet flight from SFO... Everyone else asleep. I read a book the whole way.
My mother had breast cancer when she was 43. She survived it. My material grandmother died of a cancer that appeared in her throat. I'm pretty sure that my paternal grandmother had some sort of ovarian cancer... She survived it, whatever it was. Wish I'd taken notes when my mother told me these stories. I have no sisters or blood aunts. Thus sums up to make me at high risk for cancer. Thus I had my first mammagram (yay!) at 29.
About a year ago my doctor started talking to me about taking a BRCA test. It is a very expensive test that will tell me if I have a gene that will make it much more likely for me to have breast or ovarian cancer. I was willing to pursue it, but my insurance was not. As usual, T's insurance changed with the new year... and we applied again to have them cover it. It took 4 months and something like 6 random phone calls to me (I have to wonder how many times they called when I was traveling!) asking about my family and personal history. I gave the blood about a month ago.
Today there was a message on the machine. It was negative. I don't have the gene. I nearly cried from relief.
I'm home.
I got in on the red eye this morning. Which always makes me feel exactly like it sounds. It is a dead quiet flight from SFO... Everyone else asleep. I read a book the whole way.
My mother had breast cancer when she was 43. She survived it. My material grandmother died of a cancer that appeared in her throat. I'm pretty sure that my paternal grandmother had some sort of ovarian cancer... She survived it, whatever it was. Wish I'd taken notes when my mother told me these stories. I have no sisters or blood aunts. Thus sums up to make me at high risk for cancer. Thus I had my first mammagram (yay!) at 29.
About a year ago my doctor started talking to me about taking a BRCA test. It is a very expensive test that will tell me if I have a gene that will make it much more likely for me to have breast or ovarian cancer. I was willing to pursue it, but my insurance was not. As usual, T's insurance changed with the new year... and we applied again to have them cover it. It took 4 months and something like 6 random phone calls to me (I have to wonder how many times they called when I was traveling!) asking about my family and personal history. I gave the blood about a month ago.
Today there was a message on the machine. It was negative. I don't have the gene. I nearly cried from relief.
