I have breast cancer, something I never worried about--none anywhere in my family history I mean no where. Surprise.
Mid July I felt a green grape size lump, 3 o'clock in left breast. I'm not one to do monthly pat downs (bad), but I do annual mammograms (good). Went to gynecologist first of August, and she also could feel it. Darn not my imagination. Next mammogram (had just gotten notification my annual was due) & ultrasound showed mass. Compared last 3 years mammograms and there was no indication on any of them. Needle biopsy--invasive ductal carcinoma (2 cm). Spent August going down list of medical practitioners. Since I wanted reconstruction with whatever treatment, all test results sent to University of Kansas Cancer Center. So far what I'm most grateful for is SSM & KU Med working relationship. I have not had to make appointments- they pretty much call and tell me where to be when. "Takes a village to raise a child"--"takes a whole lot of medical practitioners to squash cancer".
So the journey begins. My sister set me up on Caringbridge, making it easier to contact my large family, a world of caring friends and people I have not met, who reached out. This also is a vehicle to help me journal and keep me sane. I have stacks of notes stapled together--oh yeah for Susan Frankum, in a binder.
I do want to hear from anyone, but if it's personal, an inside joke or just too gross (body part talk) for CB, messenger me. I need laughter, hope, prayer, advice etc etc etc. some talk probably doesn't need to be out there for all.