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Today I took off work to get a repeat mammogram. I had gone for my yearly mammo about two weeks ago. Last Thursday, just as I was going into a meeting at school, I got a call on my cell from the imaging center. A suspicious, dense area is what they said. I needed to come to a different location and have the mammo repeated. Well, suddenly I felt a little warm, and I don't remember much from the meeting. I came home exhausted. But I knew I needed to not dwell on it. So I went off with Bob to our Y class determined to not let worry ruin my evening. I got to talking with a friend of mine there. She noticed I wasn't my usual happy self (as happy as you can be while you're lifting weights) and asked me how my day was. I eventually told her about my mammo results. She quickly reassured me, saying that she always has to have a repeat mammo. Every time. And it turns out just fine. So I went home a bit more encouraged. The weekend came and there was more than enough things to think about to keep the focus off myself. So when I went this morning, I felt like it was just a routine visit. I did ask Bob to come with me, as I wasn't sure I would take bad news very well. If there was any bad news. And there wasn't! The repeat mammo showed it to be normal. The suspicious area was no where to be seen. The radiologist assured me that everything looked great. So I walked into the waiting area all smiles and ready to go on with the day. Praising God, yes, praising God. Our God is an awesome God. He reigns from heaven above. With wisdom, power and love. Our God is an awesome God! That's all I have to say.