[WendyB]

The five scariest days of my life happened midweek.

Some of you that know me already are aware of this. For those of you that do not, my profession in life is a surgical nurse.

On Tuesday, after finishing a rigorous 9 hours in the operating room on one patient. Thank God we saved her life. The surgeon took me aside while we were leaving the operating room. He very calmly said “Wendy I need to speak with you over coffee right now”

During the surgery I kept noticing eye contact between the surgeon and myself. This is not the norm in such critical situation. Midway through the surgery I thought I saw tears from these doctors eyes (we have worked over 20 years with each other in surgery). He quickly composed himself and professionally moved forward.

Thinking the best, in my mind, I think someone has a crush on me and now I have to explain to him I am very much in love with my husband.

Doc expressed, “Wendy I think it would be more appropriate to go to Starbucks outside of the hospital rather the cafeteria “I agreed and we moved to this meeting place.

Very cordially at Starbucks I was asked to order anything that I want. I thought in my mind”yep right someone thinks they are getting laid tonight but not with me”

WRONG,

Wendy, “did you have your annual mammogram last Monday?” I replied “yes I did do so’ and my heart sunk to an area I have never experienced before. Doc was of the most composed bedside manner I had ever seen from him before.

Very frank and explicit Doc explained. ”Wendy I am not going to scare you just be honest with you, as a nurse you know the term metastasis.

I got up from the table and ran right out the door screaming, no, no, no, this can not happen to me.” I take care of my self this cannot happen to me.”

My Husband and Doc found me on lakeshore drive watching the sunrise in my most beloved place. Lake Saint Clair in the Farms. I wish I had my camera with me for it was the most wonderful sunrises one could ever experience.

One does not know love nor the friendship until they are truly there for you.

They took me back to get an MRI and I showed clear and our hearts were as one.

Whose medical images were these that lead us here? They were of the woman that had the exam before me. We have since found her and she is now going through what I have experienced over the last few days. We now have a new found common bond between us and I will do everything possible to help her through this.

May I express my sincere apology to the forum; at the point in time I posted and I hope anyone would understand my state of mind; initially I was mad at the world.

As for the creampuffs although we may have philosophical differences of opinion we all share a common bond.

Although I have never met most of you I share heartfelt familiarity for all of you in a common bond of this mechanical now translating to the digital phenomena of Pentax Digital photography.

If one can remember the movie “Meet Joe Black” there was a scene with a Jamaican woman who was passing in the hospital. The question was something like, did you like the pictures you took of life? Were they good pictures? Did you like them? Her quote in the movie was?

Think about it,

Wendy