Sighing with Relief

I just talked to the nurse at my doctor's office. The breast is fine, nothing but benign findings there. They strongly recommend having another mammogram in one year to look for changes, but I believe that's the standard recommendation anyway.

Woohoo! I'll live!

At least what this scare did to me was make me take that hard look at my life and ask if I am where I would want to be if I knew I had only a short time left. I truly believe things happen for a reason, and maybe I needed this scare to shake me out of my complacency. I will not let myself slide back there. Life is too short, whether it lasts another hour or another 50 years, to keep living it with the wrong man.

Whew! Now I can stop being all withdrawn and hermitlike too. I can reach out to my real life friends again. Yes, I know it was bad to withdraw from them until now, but what's done is done. Besides, they didn't need me dragging them down into my worries. I just wanted to wait until I really knew something. Wait, who am I arguing with here? Oh yeah, my friend that told me I should lean on my friends when I need them. I'm just rehearsing my part for when she and I talk later. :-)