I met with my doctor who told me “it’s probably not anything, lets see if it goes away, come back in 2 weeks”. Two weeks passed, the lump was still there, this time the doctor said, “it’s probably not anything, but let’s make an appointment with a surgeon”.
Nobody, especially this 24-year-old, ever wants to see a surgeon because it usually means surgery. I scheduled the appointment and ironically I heard again, “it’s probably not anything, but let’s get a mammogram”.
The mammogram was completed, which led to an ultrasound. The same words by different doctors, “It’s probably not anything, but…”. In 1986, they didn’t do biopsies like they do now so I was scheduled for outpatient surgery. It was a minor surgery. My husband had to wait in the waiting room. When the doctor came out after surgery he told my husband. “IT IS SOMETHING!” (more…)