A Lump?!?!

A Lump?!?! – Beginning of October 2012

I found a lump in my breast.  To be completely accurate, Jeff (my husband) found a lump in my breast.  I was lying down in bed with my right arm behind my head and holding my nook in the other hand reading my book.  Just minding my own business.  I am guilty of not giving myself regular breast exams.  I think I have once or twice before.  Jeff knows my breasts better than I do.  Anyway, before this gets any more weird…he asks me about this lump.  I felt it for myself.  Yep, there’s definitely something there.  I check my left breast.  Yep, it is definitely NOT on that side.  I probably went back and forth 30+ times before truly admitting what I felt.  Then I figured it’s probably just a cyst. 

I had a conversation when I was out with my girlfriend’s just days before.  One of them found a lump and was concerned.  I suggested maybe she was pregnant.  Another suggested it might be just a cyst, she had been through a couple of scares to find that they were cysts and that it was fairly easy to go in and get them drained.  We all agreed that it was good she was going to get it check out.  I was impressed that she had made an appointment already and we tried to calm her nerves.  Turns out she was pregnant!  My story didn’t turn out so well.

I had convinced myself it was a cyst.  I have absolutely no reason to think that.  I don’t know anything, but I figured it was a cyst and I would wait 2 weeks to see if it changed at all during that time.  Jeff kept “bugging” me to call the doctor and get it check out. 

 

THE Lump – Thursday, October 11^th

I was home with Coen, he had a fever and couldn’t go to school.  I figured I would call the doctor and make an appointment to get The Lump checked out.  To my surprise, they asked if I could go in that day.  Fine. Sure, why not?  The doctor saw me and I told him about the lump and that I’m sure it’s just a cyst.  Why would I tell the doctor that? Anyway, he feels the lump and agrees it is possible it could be just a cyst, but is concerned it may not be.  He gives me a referral to get a mammogram and ultrasound, if needed.  He suggests I call today to make an appointment before the weekend.  It’s Thursday afternoon.  It makes me a little nervous, but I figure he is being extra cautious.  I’m still not convinced it’s anything serious and I’m actually a little bit annoyed that I have to make yet another appointment (boy, I had no idea what I was in for!!)  I make the appointment for the next day.  Friday at 11:30, perfect.  I will go during my lunch break and be back just in time.  Jeff really wants to come with me.  He is nervous.  I must have told him a dozen times, that it wasn’t necessary.  I would get the mammogram.  They would tell me it’s a cyst.  I would make an appointment sometime in the next month or so to get it drained.  Annoying.  He kept insisting and I thought it was sweet so he took the afternoon off work to come with me, even though I was heading back to work after.