I have been felt up a lot in the last few days. And for good reason. Nearly a week ago I noticed something that didn’t feel right in my left breast. It didn’t feel like a lump, but I was in a lot of pain. I immediately went to my husband and he felt it too. He told me not to panic and to call my doctor the next day. I called my doctor (who was also my surgeon) and made an appointment for the following day.
After seeing her (and her baby bump-yay!), she said it was probably a small cyst. She indicated that it was more than likely brought on by the caffeine in the coffee I have had in recent weeks. But she requested that I see a radiologist and have a mammogram and ultrasound done just to be sure.
I went to my radiology appointment this afternoon. And up until the appointment, I had already had a hell of a day. My son was having a rough day at school. I finally received an email about a potential job that I had been waiting on, but it wasn’t good news. And of course, my wisdom teeth are bothering me so I couldn’t eat today. I couldn’t even enjoy all of the quiet at work today because my mind was in so many places. But 2:30 came faster than I anticipated. I left work to head to my appointment, but I made one stop to my husband’s job/PAC Man’s school to get a hug and a kiss first.
I arrived at the office earlier than I thought I would. The woman at the front desk was very nice and the paperwork was a breeze. I waited about 15 minutes and then I was taken back to the ultrasound room where the technician asked me how I was doing, and gave me a beautiful pink pen in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month. She told me not to worry and to let her know when I was done changing my clothes. After she came back into the room, she proceeded to tell me what she was going to do and after she took some pictures the doctor would be in to see me and decide if I needed to have a mammogram. The gel she put on my chest was not just warm, it was kind of hot. And there was a space heater in the room! You never see that in a doctor’s office. A few minutes later she told me everything looked good and then she went to get the doctor. As I laid there on the table, I thought about how many times I have “checked” myself since having PAC Man 2 1/2 years ago. I couldn’t think of one single time. Even though I nursed him for nine months, I still don’t think I gave myself an exam. I’m not that busy, am I?!
The doctor came in and reassured me that my ultrasound photos looked good. He even said that the cyst was already seeming to go away on its own. The ultrasound technician waited for me outside my door while I got dressed and walked me to the waiting area. She gave me a hug and told me to enjoy the rest of my day. If she only knew…
I was glad to know that there wasn’t anything seriously wrong. But I was a bit upset with myself for not doing everything I need to do to keep myself healthy. It also crossed my mind that I was able to go to the doctor today and not pay one penny. There are many people that can’t and they are in fact sick. Today I was reminded of a few things: 1) Things happen every day that are beyond our control, 2) don’t let those things take away from the things you can control and be happy about and 3) take the proper time to take care of yourself.
Ladies, please take the time to give yourself a breast exam. It could save your life. Think Pink!