My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was almost two. Shortly after that her sister was diagnosed . She also had another sister that had passed from cancer. I found a lump in my breast about two weeks before Christmas . I had already had an appointment with the PA as my primary had no appointments. She felt what I felt. She asked me if I ever followed up with breast sonogram as they recommended? My head started to spin. What do you mean? I was told everything was normal, No further follow up was needed. I felt so angry and betrayed. I had a diagnostic mammogram and whole breast sonogram scheduled for the day after Christmas. While the doctor was sonograming she looks at the tech and says how's it looking this afternoon? I'd like to biopsy this today. So bam, I'm having two masses being biopsied. Completely unprepared Chad takes me to Walmart to buy a sports bra because a Victoria's Secret push up is not what you want post biopsy. Then because he is an awesome man... I dare say the most awesome man ever he takes me for a beer and then a ridiculous ice cream sundae for dinner. Long story short. I have been diagnosed with invasive ductile carcinoma, At this point all we really know is that I have cancer. An MRI and genetic testing are scheduled for next week 01/11/2017. Chad and I are both scared to death. I don't know what's going to happen or if it's spread anywhere else. Guess we will see. Wish me luck!