The cells from my needle biopsy were sent to another lab for further testing sometime in mid April (I think around the 18th-19th). I was told it would take 6-8 weeks to get the results. Yikes, that seemed like such a long wait to find out if the cells were cancerous.
The only way I was able to make it through was to give it to God. I told Him, I was His and He knew me better than anyone. I gave Him my anxiety and fears. Did I mention, I have always been somewhat of a control freak and this time I had no control at all.
Yet, God was teaching me that I could let go. Not let go of the diagnosis but of my anxiety and fear around the wait. I don't know about you but waiting messes with your head and if you let yourself, you can concoct all kinds of stories about what is going on. So, I waited. I trusted God. I waited. And, I quite honestly forgot about it. God is so good!