Had the annual chest X-ray today and the tech did several retakes. After one of them, I peeked around the corner and saw her put it up on the viewer. I saw a large white mass near the bottom of one lung. Hmm. Got to worrying, but wondered why, if I have something that large, I was able less than a month ago to do a long, uphill run with a dog at 6,500 feet elevation and only be breathing a little fast. Worried about this for the 85 mile trip home. Told my husband who asked me to draw a picture of where the mass was. Then he began to laugh. That is exactly where my PEG was, and is most certainly the scar tissue. Duh!So even though I have practiced a policy of not borrowing trouble, I find that even I am not immune. May all your test results be as benign!

I think small chuckles are great, Joanna. Here's one from my radiation planning appointment, which seems eons ago:

Over the last few years I've taken to crocheting, usually for Christmas, Birthday, Wedding, or Baby Shower presents. At the time of my planning appointment I was working on a Baby Blanket for my girlfriend.

It's a good thing I brought it along, because this particular day they ran 2 hours behind (turns out that this was the rule, not the exception, but that's another story). When they came to get me, they asked what I was working on, so I told them. I received the appropriate number of "ooh"s and "aah"s and headed into the planning room.

They had me all set up and about to press the xray button and they ran into my room in a panic (and I do mean a panic). They had asked about the blanket, but not who it was for - they thought I was making a baby blanket for myself!! I laughed and assured them I had more difficult issues to handle right now than getting pregnant.

When they returned to xray again, the technician re-enters my room to announce the crocodiles are back. ooohhhhhkkkkaaayyyy - my confidence level was REALLY starting to wane here.

As it turned out, that last minute abort caused the machine to crash. The crocodiles were their version of a computer blue screening. After waiting 2 hours, I had to come back the next day! From then on, whenever someone asked me about it, I was very specific that the blanket was for a friend and not for me.

I had never seen a PET scan film and I had to order copies for an appointment with one of my other doctors. I opened them and was despondent for nearly an hour. I then realized that the big black spot was my heart, not the grape sized tumor on my lung.