They told me I needed an MRI-guided biopsy. I’ve had many biopsies over the last twenty years. And I just had an MRI. I could not fathom how to combine the two. I was soon to find out.

This time I had a female tech to guide me, but there was also the requisite young man. And the doctor. In terms of body part placement, I knew what to do this time.
With my normal hearing challenges, however, combined with ear plugs and headphones for music, I could not hear them when they told me what to expect. I just waited and tried not to jump at inopportune times.
What I remember: compression, being pushed into the tube, banging/whirling/wheezing, being pulled out, needle placement, pushed back in, more banging/whirling/wheezing, pulled back out, sample taken, clips put in, and finally I could move. While I was in the tube and stuck with needles, the female tech held my hand. Very sweet.
Then I was led blind (no glasses), deaf (no hearing aids), and still dressed in gown and socks, to a different part of the building for a mammogram. Yes, breast biopsies are always followed by a mammogram to make sure the clips are in the right place. Clips are little pieces of metal left in place to guide the surgeon. It was all rather traumatizing.
That sounds like a traumatic experience! I love that you are writing about and sharing your journey. Hopefully it is cathartic for you also.
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It is, but just one of many steps. Chemo starts tomorrow. One day at a time! Thanks, Deb.
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Hoping for the best!
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Hansel and Gretel should have patented their breadcrumb technique!
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True, but this may be just a forward only journey. I certainly don’t want to repeat it!
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At least they let you keep your gown on!
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So true! They actually gave me two. Very kind of them…
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Thanks for keeping us posted. I hope I get two gowns – if I ever need an extra one.
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I will be thinking of you!
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