Ok, I'm here at the Dr. office. Scared and shaking, they call me into the consultation room. I met my nurse navigator Carol. She is a survivor of 12 years, but I dont care, I dont want to know her story, just mine for the moment.
They gave me a breast cancer awareness pin, a duffle bag with a water bottle(pink of course) and a lot of reading material. It is still sitting in my kitchen in the bag. I refuse to look at it.
My Dr. walks in and is pleased. "I'm so gald that we caught this early." I said Early? Please tell me after all of these months, you still think this is early. She reassured me that it was and we moved on.
Stage I, grade II Invasive Ductal Carcinoma. The most common type of cancer in the breast. Great to know I'm of average disease catching caliber. Of course we did have to cover the other stages, of which I do not want to refer to ever! So we wont.
Option: for me only one option is out there. Remove them both, and get rid of this cancer! I wouldnt even listen to the lumpectopy infrormation. I was told that the cancer can jump to the other breast so that was a no brainer for me.
Yep, reconstruction too! At first I was hesitant, but I figure, I want to still wear cute tanks and tops and I am a beach lover so I am going for the implants! I will have my 20 years old boobs back in no time!
So, oh yea, one more thing, we need to biopsy your left breast now! What? Im freaking out. Why now, you said it looked ok. What is going on. All of the informtaion she just gave me gone, gone, now replaced with new fears and worries.
In to the Ultrasound room where they are core needle biopsying another area. Lets jump ahead here and let you know that it was negative, but really scary to wait and here those results after going through all of the other things to get to this point.
Ok, now to coordinate the plastics with the surgeon, ah, May 17,2010. That is the day my life will change forever.
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