Two posts in one night, oh my!
Some people are aware that October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and for me it is nothing to joke about. I first learned about breast cancer when I was in elementary school and my Aunt who I refer to as Grandma (long story) was diagnosed with if I remember correctly Stage III. She is now a 12+ year survivor! I also have another Aunt who is a now 2 year survivor! (I think its two and feel bad that I'm not sure).
Growing up I never considered the risk of ever getting breast cancer. I have had a cousin who has had a scare and my mom has had a scare. It wasn't until my moms scare that I learned more about breast cancer or even self-checks. The doctor had given her cards to hang in the shower of how to do a proper self exam.
I never really paid much attention until one day it clicked that, "Hey this could potentially save my life". Since that day I performed self exams and had found a lump right around the time of my 20th birthday. Yes, that is right my 20th birthday.
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Mom, me, Jamie, and Melissa (my sisters friend) crewing 2009. |
At first I kind of ignored it because it would come and go and wasn't painful at all. I kept it to myself as my family had enough stress knowing that I was going to be having major back reconstructive surgery. It wasn't until the lump became painful that I thought anything of it which was about a year after I first discovered it. I spent most nights researching anything and everything I could online trying to calm my nerves. And on most nights I would cry myself to sleep in fear that something was in fact wrong.
I image that finding a lump at any age is scary. After I had my back surgery I decided to tell my parents; and, I can't imagine the fear my parents encountered once I had told them I had found a lump. My brother, sister, and I have put our parents through a lot in our years and I felt bad adding more to the list even though I knew how they would react.
Once I scheduled my initial exam with my doctor I was referred to get an ultra sound. For younger women who are scared to get a mammogram just know what I learn. I learned that the younger a woman the more dense the tissue and ultrasounds are a preferred method as a mammogram doesn't pick up some things with the dense tissue. Let me tell you this an ultrasound is SO cool! I've had a couple for random things and love the technology and being able to see the blood flow through your veins.
Back to the story! The ultrasound had revealed that I of course had a lump. It also showed a second lump that was playing hide and go seek behind the larger lump. So off to the specialist I went. The specialist gave me a few options for treatment as he was fairly certain it was not cancerous. His suggestions: leave it alone and just monitor it, conduct a needle biopsy, or have a lumpectomy to remove the lumps. I opted for the double lumpectomy as I did NOT want them in me at all! What is funny is that he was worried that I didn't know there would a scar. After my back surgery leaving a 12" scar and two smaller scars, the least of my worries was going to be a 1" scar. He kept asking, "Are you sure? There will be a scar." I feel bad of how I reacted in saying, "Get the damn things out of me!" but he thought it was humorous which was good.
Just shortly after my 22nd birthday I went in for my 2nd surgery of that year to get a double lumpectomy. It was an outpatient surgery so I got to leave about an hour after surgery and just await the results of the biopsies. Turns out both were benign but the diagnosis of one could have eventually turned cancerous but there was no way of knowing if it would have. Yes, I have a scar that sometimes gives a little pain to remind me of where I have come from but I would have the same procedure again if I had to.
I will leave you with this: Age has nothing to do with breast cancer. Check yourself, not yearly but every few months to really know your body. Early detection really is the key to saving your life, I sure as heck wasn't going to wait around to see if my lumps turned cancerous or not.
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Me, my Mom, and my sister Jamie after crewing our first Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer 3-Day event in 2008. 1 year after my scare.
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