Caryl Nolan

On June 2, 2017 , I had my regular annual mammogram.  There was a suspicious spot so my doctor scheduled a diagnostic mammogram and an ultrasound in July. I wasn't worried because I had had many cysts removed from my breast in my forties and fifties.  Within an hour after the second the tests, my doctor was calling me to tell me I had cancer.  My first response was "God has got this.  I am turning it over to God."  Then I made an appointment with the surgeon, Jason Hechtman, who specializes in breast surgery.  John, my husband, was out of town when I got the news, but when I told him, he said the Lord is going to take care of this. So he felt the same as me.  He also said that keeping the cancer insurance policy from work when I retired is going to pay off.  Always the sense of humor.  Two weeks later after a needle biopsy, Dr. Hechtman told us the tumor was malignant, but it is the common everyday variety, not uncommon for women my age, approaching 70. It is good to be boring. The doctor told us the cancer is in a lymph gland that is plugged at one end, which is good because it kept it from spreading. However, he doesn't know where the cancer began. So a whole series of tests have been started.