I’ve been back and forth 100 times on posting this. Then I figured it was good for two reasons. Probably this will be nothing, then someone in the future will come across it and it will ease their mind. If on the off chance it does turn out badly, I’ll have support, right?
On Saturday I found a lump in my right breast.
Now, I’ve had this happen before, though not in years. I have large breasts, that tend towards cysts. Last time this happened, I had a mammogram, ultrasound then a needle biopsy. And it was just a cyst. I imagine (and hope) that’s what it is this time. But, the thought of having to go through all that again sucks. Last time, I was alone and it was completely awful. I had to wait several hours for the radiologist to read the films, then go through the ultrasound. I was able to freely cry/feel sorry for myself when I needed to.
I, obviously, don’t have that luxury right now. Please understand, I’m not shopping for gravestones or anything, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t concerned. It’s a whole new playing field now. I’ve got two babies that have to be my #1 priority. It’s hard going through this being a mother.
My appt is on Friday. Like I said, I’m sure it’s something small and silly, and I’m probably over reacting, but that’s how I roll.