story. November 10,
2004 I was at a local clinic having blood work done for my
walking to the lab I passed by the Katzman Breast Center and the
mammography office. After
getting my blood work I stopped in the mammo office and asked if
they could "Squeeze me in" so to speak.
The answer was yes.
Monday the clinic called to say they saw something suspicious on the
mammogram and I should come in for a repeat mammogram and
ultrasound. I was
devastated, I said to myself “ I am just 41, this is nothing.”
A week later, on the 18th of November I trekked back to the
same joint, had the mammo and the tech said "Honey, we need to
take you to another room."
With my husband in tow we headed to the ultrasound room.
My husband had to wait in the waiting room.
The ultrasound tech was very quiet and concentrated on one
spot. When finished he
said, "your doctor will call you in a day or so with your
results. This was
Friday. In tears, I
said, "How can you do this to a woman, I have been on pins and
needles for over a week. This is not fair."
He left the room and came back to tell me the radiologist
would see me.
When I arrived
in the viewing room alone (without) my husband, he gave me the news.
It was not a cyst, but without further biopsy we could not be
100% sure. Again, I was
devastated. He asked if
I needed someone to come get me.
I informed him my husband was in the waiting room - boy was
he embarrassed. When I
reached my husband I fell to my knees and sobbed.
5 days later I had a steriotactic biopsy and the day before
Thanksgiving confirmed my diagnosis invasive ductal cell carcinoma -
poorly differentiated. Dec
15 I had bilateral mastectomy without reconstruction. My cancer was 2.0 centimeters and was 14 of 16 lymph nodes,
they put me at stage III. I
had a radical on the right and simple on the left.
I have taken my second round of chemo, my hair is gone, I am
a tired bitch most of the time, but heck I am entitled.
still carry my Wonder Woman title as I have 5 children that
need love and attention everyday, a really good reason to keep
subjecting my self to the agony of chemo.
I have a wonderful husband and a great support group of
family and friends.
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