After my pulmonary function test on Tuesday afternoon, I was told that it would take ten days for my doctor to get the results. That would be just a few days before my pulmonology appointment, so I resigned myself to the fact that I would hear nothing about the test until I went to see the pulmonologist. I was frustrated about the wait because I felt like certain parts of the testing didn’t go well, and the fact that the radiologist wrote that he saw indicators of underlying lung disease on that pesky x-ray made me a little anxious to know what was going on in there. I like to breathe, and healthy lungs are an important part of that!
But—when I got home from park day with the girls, there was a message on my answering machine to call the nurse. After waiting on hold for about ten minutes, feeling sick the whole time, I finally got the nurse on the line and she said . . .
. . . that my test results are normal! I was so relieved I almost cried. She read a couple of things that sounded like there might be minor aberrations with my testing, but everything was within normal range!
I’m supposed to keep my pulmonology appointment at the end of the month to follow up, but I’m hoping he’ll go over the results with me again and tell me I don’t ever need to come back!
Thanks for praying!