In May of 2011, I quit my job and decided that it was time for "ME". I was determined to get healthy and just concentrate on loosing weight, enjoy the summer and travel with Ron.
The beginning of June I started detoxing. No problem I was all on board.
In July, I was well on my way to loosing weight. At that time, I was feeling as if my milk ducts on my right side breast were blocked or infected. The breast hurt. I called my doctor and she sent me in to have a mammogram. (My last clear mammogram was October 2010).
The mammogram showed possible abnormalities/calcification and the doctor referred me to a general surgeon. After the surgeon reviewed the mammogram we set up an appointment. He stated he saw an abnormal mass and that I should get a MRI and ultrasound on the right breast. He gave me no indication that I should be worried.
In August I did just that. The results came back in September and the doctor still did not alert me to any concern and said that I should probably get a MRI guided needle biopsy. I was following the doctor's order and not too worried because I had heard that "cancer does not hurt" and I was still in some pain...
Well it took me until October 6th to finally go and get that needle biopsy. As I entered the operating room, the doctor who was going to do the procedure said to me "Well, today we are going to decide whether you need a lumpectomy or a full mastectomy!" My eyes teared up and I was in shock!! The procedure hurt like hell and I am in this MRI contraption with fears going through my head and needles going through my breast. The doctor had told me that she thought it was a non-invasive cancer and that I would be just fine. THIS was all before the pathology came back on the biopsy.
Ron was waiting in the lobby as I came out to greet him shaking and in tears . He knew something wasn't right. This was more serious than I imagined.
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