I think of myself as a pretty patient person, but waiting for the results of a certain blood test is really trying my patience, and frankly, fraying my nerves. Based on my adrenaline rushes (and my doctor’s thoroughness), my metanephrine levels were drawn last Monday, along with some other tests. This adrenaline metabolite, when elevated, is a good indicator of pheochromocytoma (tumor on the adrenal glands). I’ve learned through my own research that these tumors are usually benign but cause a lot of distressing symptoms and take precise surgical skill to remove.
I’m not going to lie. I’m pretty apprehensive and not knowing is getting more difficult day by day. Apparently this isn’t exactly a run-of-the-mill test. My blood had to be sent to The Mayo Clinic. This is the longest I’ve ever had to wait for the results of a test. Even radiography and surgical pathology results came back faster.
I fully realize this is something I cannot change. I cannot change the speed with which it takes to isolate metanephrines in my blood. I cannot change how quickly the results are transmitted to my doctor. I cannot change whether or not I currently have a pheochromocytoma. I can only pray for the patience to wait as calmly as possible and, more importantly, the strength to face whatever the results may be.