It all started with a routine mammogram in March, just a few days before I got laid off. The mammogram was no big deal: I’ve had haircuts that hurt more.
Did you know that immediately after they do the mammogram, a nurse conducts a physical breast exam? The nurse found a lump, but for some reason the lump was not visible on the mammogram.
I was referred for an ultrasound, which took place a few weeks later. The ultrasound confirmed the lump and did not rule out cancer, so I was referred for a biopsy the following week. That was last Monday.
When I had the mammogram and the ultrasound, I didn’t think it was cancer. We were just being cautious. We were just ruling cancer out. But by the time we got to the biopsy, I was getting a bad feeling. The odds were turning against me.
I got the results today. I have Infiltrating Ductal Carcinoma. I have breast cancer.
And I am really fucking scared.