Well I went to the doctor on Tuesday morning. Annual check up, you know the one every woman hates going to. I mean after all it is no fun to put your foot up in the stir ups and let some one look at and feel you. I know its all to make sure you are healthy, but I hate going. This doctor is quite nice, and I was very comfortable with him. He explained every thing to me, and took the time to answer any and all of my questions. After my breast exam, he did recomend further testing. I agree. I have put it off long enough.
Friday morning, I have yet another doctors appointment. Dr Bassett wont be with me, but if they find something solid then I will then have to go discuss further treatment. Basically on a woman my age, a mammogram is not the most reliable test. So I am going in for a sonogram, much like a woman has during pregnancy. Only difference is that it is on my breast. I am assured that it doesnt hurt, or cause discomfort. So I am not really worried about that. I am worried at the outcome. I have decided to go at this test alone. I am not going to take any one with me for support. I need to face this on my own, i think.
I am told that if it is solid then I need to worry. If it isnt then I will be fine. Im praying for fibrous, since thats the one thats not bad. I have put this testing off for more than a year. The first lump we found I was 19 so i do have a history of lumps, just never went far enough to have anything done about them. After all women my age just dont get breast cancer, and thats a load of shit. Its just not common.
Cancer is like an ugly four lettered word no one wants to think of or utter. I believe I will be fine. I believe that this is nothing more than my own mind psyching me out, I will be fine. I will go into that doctors office and get that sonogram, they will tell me that I have no solid cyst, and I will walk out ready to celebrate(sit in class for 4 hours actually). Anyone else think that I am crazy?
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