February 12th my life changed again in a split second as I laid on the table still thinking of the ladies in the waiting room with tears and the fear in their eyes. I would say a prayer for them worried about them. Not really having a clue what was going on with me. Then I see them take out a measuring tape, wondering hmm that's not good. She says hello very nice lady and she begins the ultrasound. She begins to say she can't find it again, I'm clueless then she says oh here it is. I begin to stare at the monitor wondering what is it she is exactly looking for. Because I know I just had a Mammogram and Ultrasound done at the end of November and everything was A Okay. She begins to tell me I have a mass. I have a mass I say. My heart just stopped, a lump in my throat. What kind of mass? Cancer? She said I'll be honest ( the mammogram tech with me grabs my hand) it doesn't look good, but let's get a biopsy today and find out what we are dealing with. Biopsy today wait a second I'm thinking. I was just in with my Dr. she said my discharge was fine and she gave me a breast exam and she said I was ok. Now I'm looking at cancer? Biopsy? So now I'm back in the sitting room with the other ladies with the fear in their eyes and my eyes too.
I go back in to see Dr. Lee and she looks at me and says this wasn't at all what we were expecting. But we will get a biopsy and see what is going on. Finally Alan comes in. She shows us the model and tells us what the shape of my mass is and size and it does seem to be cancer. They could be wrong but they usually aren't but let's not go there till we find out the biopsy results. Of course couldn't get in that day had to wait a few days to do the biopsy.
The biopsy was scheduled for a Friday 15th. It was uncomfortable and the sound of a staple gun wasn't to fun either. But we got that done and of course we had to wait over the weekend. Found out on Tuesday February 19th that it was indeed cancer. Invasive Ductal Carcinoma the most common kind with a grade of 2-3.
I then had to have a MRI on February 25th to check both breasts. That laying down on the table wowza not to comfy on that one either. I've had many MRI's from my stroke wasn't expecting that one!
So now I wait to see my surgeon on March 5th. The waiting is the hardest part now. Waiting to get the plan started. I'll be glad to know what I'm up against.
These first few weeks I've been a mental basket case. I want to know why me, but then again why not me????