To all of you, I’d like to send out the call for you all to memorize this rhyme and see my doctor saying it to me. . . as often as you think of me, imagine my doctor smiling (laughing even) and saying this rhyme. You see, something has occurred, as you can tell from this posting.
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I was scared to post this before—as if this is the post of person about to go through something tragic. For all my law of attraction, positive changes in my life, I have to experience this?! I’ve been a bit angry these past few weeks about it, too.
Nevertheless, had my consultation with the breast specialist, yesterday. Needle biopsy is scheduled and all results were reviewed.
How it happened?
Back around January 2011, I had my mammogram and admittedly, it had been a few years . . . since 2006. I only had the films, though, from 1999. I have very large, dense breasts and fibroid cystic condition. When my breasts were much smaller, at the age of 20-years-old (they grew after that, by the way) — I had a cyst the size and hardness of a baseball. It [the cyst] was removed and found benign. My mammograms are hard to read.
Anyway, in January 2011, my mammogram showed a lot of “calcium clusters” and proved, once again, how dense my breasts are. Nevertheless, the calcium clusters, upon closer inspection by the doctor were deemed benign; but, there were a lot in the left breast and I was told to get the left breast done again six months later (instead of a year).
Seven months later, as I never found my May appointment — the calcium clusters were still there — and then, a new group of clustering!!! And this time, it was not round and deemed “abnormal”. Thus, I was referred to a ‘Breast Specialist’. And I saw her yesterday.
I learned, there are two kinds of breast calcium clusters:
Macrocalcifications:These are coarse calcium deposits and are usually representative of degeneration of the breasts, either due to inflammation, injuries or aging of the breast arteries. Such calcifications are generally benign and are usually found in women over the age of 50.
>>This is the kind I had in January 2011. Even though I am NOT over 50 or even 50-years-old yet, they’re there. Guess my breasts are aging, swelling or whatever.
Then, there’s this:
Microcalcifications: This type of calcification is found as tiny specks of calcium in the breast. A cluster is an area where there is a proliferation of many microcalcifications. Such clusters may be cancerous. Breast microcalcifications are not felt on self breast examination. When a mammogram shows a spot of calcium buildup, it is called a microcalcification.
By itself, microcalcification is not a cause for worry as it can occur due to many reasons, not always cancerous. It is when these micarocalcifications in the breast appear in tight clusters of irregular shapes that they become cause for concern.
>>Apparently, this is what has occurred, suddenly, after seven months — I’ve gotten this type of irregular-shaped clusters.
The worst case scenario, of course, is malignancy. The doctor informed me, though, mine is so early, so small and we cannot feel it — which, she said, is “good” — it would be treatable, very treatable.
Still, my friends, please talk to Archangel Raphael, Archangel Michael and all the healing angels to be with me. And see the words: BENIGN.
NEEDLE BIOPSY: July 14th, 2011
RESULTS: July 20th, 2011 (or around that area)
Of course, my rhyme. . . “You’re fine, its benign!”
Here’s my angelic story . . . besides the fact that my name is Angela. Angels, understandably, have been part of my life all my life.
At age ten: I saw an angel in our little church.
In the 80s: I found a place to fit in, at the midnight movie, Rocky Horror Picture Show — my obsession/love/lust for actor, Tim Curry, began and friends started calling me “Curry’s Angel“.
In the 90s: I began reading the Doreen Virtue books on angelology.
In the 2000s: Hay House Radio (http://www.HayHouseRadio.com) brought me closer to the best and greatest metaphysical authors. I had a phone conversation, during a radio broadcast, with Doreen Virtue. In 2005, through Conscious One, I had another chance to speak with Doreen Virtue.
September 27, 2005: Lancaster, PA.
My boyfriend and I were going through a very rough custody battle for his daughter. He was controlling and I knew I would, eventually, have to leave him. I was about to turn 42-years-old, and for some reason this bothered me more than other birthday’s. I felt old. I was depressed and was thinking about going back on medication.
The panic attacks were happened every half hour, my quality of life was not good, in that sense. I felt I couldn’t go on like this. I was reaching for help and had gotten into some of Doreen Virtue’s books and joined a program called HEALING WITH THE ANGELS through ConsciousOne.
It included a phone call, live with Doreen Virtue. I called and, understandably, Doreen loved my name. I always call myself,Angela and sometimes Ang. I do not like to be called Angie. Never have. I will answer to it;I don’t love it, though.
She vacuumed me and my boyfriend. She confirmed I had to get away from him, soon. And then, the words that truly gave me hope saved me, really and encouraged me to seek more help – through spirituality; and temporary medication in the form of beta blockers.
What she said, though, regarding my panic disorder was the true healing words I needed:
“The greater the fear, the greater the purpose.”Doreen sweetly said to me.
The words permeated my being. It felt right. I knew, without a doubt as a rush of spirit rose from my solar plexus to my head, these words were correct.
About two months ago: On Facebook, on the Doreen Virtue Fan Page site; Mishka Productions was offering a contest – to win a free workshop in my hometown, Phoenix, AZ. Technically, in Scottsdale, AZ [a close neighbor of Phoenix].I knew I had to enter. The contest was to write why you want to win the Angel Intensive Workshop. I wrote about the experience when I feel, via the healing words, Doreen Virtue saved my life in 2005.She and the angels, the vacuuming she gave me. I was very excited to finally meet her in person.
As I wrote my little short blurb, why I would like to win the workshop, I felt “I’m going to win this.”
Three weeks before the program, as the “tour season” was coming up – and my employer would soon be making a new schedule for tour guides. I had taken off the fall and winter, as usual. I had had a cathartic winter.Besides utilizing law of attraction, flowdreaming and other techniques – I was being a bit, and still have it somewhat (rains a lot in New York now); well, having symptoms of S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder).
I also knew a part of the depression was thinking about returning to being an NYC Tour Guide atop the double-decker, open-top busses.The last two springs and summers doing this job I had gone through sunburn (despite 45 SPF sun screen), several rough bouts of heat stroke (especially on busy days with four  tours in a row], bladder infections (never really enough time to take proper food or bathroom breaks) and getting soaked, head to toe and down through my underwear in rain storms when they hit suddenly.
My head and heart were, for months now, if not for over a year, saying “no more outdoor jobs”! At least, not outdoor jobs that keep me exposed to the elements on any sort of regular basis. Thus, right before I learned of my win, I put in my resignation from City Sights. I am still a card-carrying NYC Tour Guide, but no longer do I work for City Sights or any other tourism company.
Thus, I quit my job, knowing the Universe has a plan: In Law of Attraction, the Universe gives you signs on what action, called inspired action, to take to reach your dreams.
One week later, I see an email from Liz Dawn Donahue telling me to contact her immediately, regarding the Doreen Virtue Angel Intensive in Scottsdale, AZ.
I called immediately. I won!
There was a story, though, a very sad one. I was 2nd choice, last minute. The woman who won, and deservedly so, is going through chemotherapy for ovarian cancer. Due to where she is in her treatment, her doctor would not allow her to travel. So, Liz asked her to go through the entries herself, narrow it down to three and between the two they’d choose the winner.
I am blessed, they both chose me!!!
When Liz called, we discussed the details. I would have to be able to get myself to Arizona, though. For about ten seconds, I thought it wouldn’t happen, due to my current financial situation. Yet, I knew I was inspired to leave my job and the fact I won the workshop – I felt the Universe would provide me the means to get to the workshop.