As I mentioned in my last post, I was told I needed to wait 6-8 weeks for my thyroid cells to be tested further. That was in mid-March so the call should have come around the end of May to first of June. In my mind, it was already done and I knew what the doctor was going to say. However, when the phone rang in mid-May, I was a bit taken back by his comments.
He told me that of the cells tested, it came back 75% positive for cancer. I must admit my first reaction to his comment was OK, that means there is 25% chance it is not cancer. He told me that his recommendation was surgery to remove the thyroid. I asked if there was any other way and he said that removal was his only recommendation.
Well that set me on another Google research binge. I looked up everything I could find about thyroid cancer. I searched for alternatives to having my thyroid removed. I prayed to God asking what to do. I talked to my husband. I cried. I reached out to friends I knew who were going through dealing with cancer in their own lives. I searched. I prayed. I cried.