Compassionate Doctors and Nurses

I have misjudged someone and i want to set it straight. Jan 4 Steve took me to an annex of Magee for the mammo and ultrasound.Nurses were so nice, mammo lady too, but after a couple films she stopped looking me in the eye,kept coming back in using a smaller tray more compression and more pain. Finally was time for the ultrasound. In comes a dr so strange I honestly thought he had aspergers syndrome.He was gentle, but not once looked into my face, did what he needed to  then said I needed some biopsies.

Poor Steve had been waiting in the waiting room for hours he saw many women come and go but no me...when the nurse called him back he knew it was bad. I knew in my heart long before that day that something was seriously wrong that someone was missing something.No normal healthy person feels the way I do.He pointed out the areas in question on huge screens. You could see normal tissue then huge areas all over of complete white. Never didI  think that day with only a mammo and ultrasound I would hear the flat monotone words that the doc said next. "I have been doing this a long time and I am 99% sure you have breast cancer."The sweet nurse no longer looked at my face.I don't remember much after those words but in his flat expressionless voice he said I would be needing biopsies for multiple areas. So out we walked stunned and silent. Flash forward to Jan 11. A long painful day I had to endure 3 biopsies with no anesthesia and very little lidocaine so as to not cloud the ultrasound. It was over two hours long and the same doc who had been so emotionless took over 20 tissue samples via core biopsy. I couldn't have traditional imaging done due to my movement disorder,so a large bore needle had to do what an mri could have otherwise done.
      Back up a little ,I was so filled with fear waiting to walk in there but a calmness washed over me and I could tangibly feel your prayers. I may have imagined it but  could see and feel my Gram who has passed on there holding my hand.
 In walks the Dr. same one that was so cold and 3 nurses...

That day he was the most compassionate ,gentle man ever.He treated me as if I were a member of his family. As he apologized for the pain he had to cause me I could see what a burden his job was on him, the nurses as well, as they held my hand and DID look into my eyes. He diligently got all of the samples he needed to do his part to save my life.

•  Compassionate nurses and doctors are so important the doc that told me I had cancer had to hold in his emotions. I cannot imagine saying those words to someone even once. But that same doc opened his heart and treated me with kindness and tenderness that day. When I left I knew the results would change my life forever. I hugged each one there and thanked them, I told them what a difference it had made to me to have them share in this...they were taken aback and I wonder how often people don't take the time to realize how much it physically and emotionally costs them to do their jobs. I will try really hard to never judge another person so easily again...lesson learned.