1. The moment the doctor felt the lumps, I immediately thought, "I can't leave my babies, I just can't, they NEED me".
2. OK so is the real reason I have a blog and IG because I am going to have breast cancer and share the process with everyone.
3. By sharing this, will I actually save someones life? Being this open, just might encourage someone to go get a mammogram. I know it took my mom and friend, Tiffany, to get me to go for mine. I cancelled my first apt. because I had strep. BUT thankfully, my doctor's nurse called me personally and told me I HAD to do it.
4. After my apt. last Friday, I get home and watch Basketball Wives and it is the episode where Tammy and Evelyn meet with a woman that saw them get mammograms, so she got one. THIS....saved her life! So was this yet another sign???
5. My apt. was the second day of October, which is breast cancer awareness month. Ummm.....sign???
So as you can see, I am a worrier. I play little games with myself and get all worked up. UGH...wish it wasn't true, but that's just me.
Yesterday I went into the apt. with a good attitude. Well as good as I could, for me. I went in thinking that NO MATTER what the outcome, I will get through it. First stop was the mammogram. Let me tell you, a diagnostic mammogram is NOT like your regular mammogram. Oh dear Lord, I had know idea my boobies could move like that. It was put your arm here, kinda stick your behind out here, so we can get you closer. OK now don't breath and don't move. AND....let's do that 42674 times! OK next stop, I get to go sit in a waiting room, in my skirt, no bra or top, just the lovely gown that opens in the front, with 6 other women! So me being the funny girl I say, "oh yay we all get to sit together with our boobies out". Crickets.... Come on ladies, let's make this fun. Not happenin! So we all sat there in silence and watched HGTV. I decided to text my sis and Ray. We had some fun, at least! :) As I sat and got comfy, they came back to get me for some more boobie maneuvering. DANGIT, I thought I was clear!! This scared me some. The tech told me she needed to get films of some "vessels"???? Oh well, all these pics can't hurt, they will only help. After that it was back to the boob waiting room. An hour later, I head to sono. I got to lay on a nice comfy bed and look up at one tile that was painted like a blue sky with clouds. So hey, it could have been worse, right! This part scared me even more than mammo. The tech kept focusing on one area, the area that I wasn't as scared about, but was now. I could hear the machine take the pics and hear it zoom. And it hurt. This area is so tender. After she spent a good 20 minutes on that boob, we were on to the next. I had to be propped up, of course because when I am laying down, my boob is pretty much under my armpit! BUT....that is ok, I am going to embrace these healthy boobies from here on out! After she finished she sent the films to the doctor and I waited. Then came the knock and the doctor shaking my hand as I am laying there with my arm over my head and both boobs, under my armpits. SEX-AY! NOT!!!! And of course he just had to be attractive! SO....he wanted to take one more look at the right boobie. He said what is causing the lump and pain, is breast tissue. He was almost 100% sure. He only has to be 98%, so that was comforting! This is when I was able to breath and truly feel OK. The left side is just fibrous and changes when my hormones do, during my cycle. Ok, I can live with that. AND...I can live with the right one hurting me, until I hit menopause. I go back in 6 months for a re-check to make sure nothing has changed. I walked out to meet Ray with a huge smile on my face and gave him 2 thumbs up!!
As we rode home, I wondered, will all the ladies I sat with, be as lucky as me??? I pray that they will be. I hope that even if they don't get as good news as I did, the never lose hope that they can fight harder than they have every fought, to kick cancer's ass. Cancer doesn't have to be a death sentence. This is why early detection is SO important!! It is OK to be scared, but you have to do it. If you are due for a mammogram, please go. If you know someone that is due, please encourage them to go. I am one of the biggest chicken shits I know, when it comes to medical stuff, so if I can do this, anyone can!
There you have it, a day in the life of me and my boobs! Thank you all for the love and support through this scary time! It means more to me than you will ever know. And if you are scared to go and want to ask me any questions, please email me. I will ALWAYS email back!