posting pics of my breasts started back in Nov when I went for a routine mammogram. I am and always have been a horrible patient. I hate Drs.
They found something. I knew they would. I have known that anomaly was there for 30 years but of course the "films" were lost in the history of time, moves, Dr changes etc. But they needed to investigate further. Another mammogram and an ultrasound. That led to finding an enlarged lymph node in my right arm pit which led to a biopsy.
That all happened just before Christmas and with the impending holidays the usual 10-15 day wait for results was prolonged. When I did finally get a call I didn't answer it because I was not home and they didn't have my cell number. I called back and left a message with them. Long story short another week passed before I connected with the breast assessment clinic.
I have to thank a few close friends who helped keep me sane during this time especially one who threatened to endure a Canadian winter because she wasn't going to let me do it without her
My appointment was today.
Scared? Oh hell yeah.
I am one of the lucky ones. I am fine!
I can't however stop thinking of the ones that are not so lucky and I can't help but think about the people like me, men and women who can not stand poking, prodding and being made to feel like nothing but a slab of meat. I know I will have to remind myself of it in the future and want to remind you all of it now. They do not do it to be cruel, they do it to save your life.
Today my life is good. It may have been a different story and it may have been that the early detection could have saved me even with all the "setbacks"
I am putting this here to remind myself as much as I am to remind anyone else that even tho tests can be invasive, painful, embarrassing and humiliating they aren't done to cause harm, they are done to prevent it.
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