Checkups, tests, living

I went to the doctor for my check-up today. Everything was fine except for one thing and now I need further testing to make sure I am okay. Being a nurse and knowing way too much, it scared me. I immediately called my husband and best friend. My mother died from breast cancer. She had the lump for 2-3 years before she sought medical attention. I want to live. I want to watch my children become adults, graduate, find their purpose, have dates with my husband, ride my horse, plant a garden, make new friends and make a difference. I go for my check-up without fail. I have mammograms yearly and do self breast exams monthly. I listen and look at my body for changes. I exercise, try to eat right and be healthy. When my mother was told her lump was cancer I remember thinking, why did she not tell someone and seek help. I am following up as I was told to do. I hope that I will be okay. I am hoping for the best and will deal later with what comes up. I want to take care of myself so I can be there for others. Isn't that the best gift we can give someone? The promise that we will try to be safe, take care of our bodies and souls, have healthy habits because we want to live.