My Journey Begins
My journey began about four weeks ago when I felt a lump in my breast. Cancer runs on my father’s side of the family. He had colon cancer at age 39 and died of lung cancer when he was 63. His sister had breast cancer and died in her early 50’s.
I had a gut feeling that the news was not going to be good when I went for the mammogram on a Friday afternoon. After the mammogram and ultrasound the radiologist said “I see something in both breasts.” I asked her if she believed it was cancer and she replied, “It’s something I’m concerned about. I will be sending a report to your physician.”
I told my husband that night that I didn’t think the news would be good. My dread was confirmed on Tuesday morning of the following week, while I was at work, by our family physician and he wanted me to see a breast surgeon as soon as possible. My husband and I were devastated by the news. Our first thoughts were how are we going to break the news to our children who are both in college.
I made an appointment with the surgeon our family physician recommended, but then remembered a colleague who had breast cancer surgery and called her. She spoke highly of her surgeon, so I changed my appointment.
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