I haven’t written for a few days because everything is going fairly well. A few annoying side effects but overall okay. I worked most of last week and showed my hats and bald head to my co-workers.
My wonderful son, Jeremy, set this site up for me and I received many positive comments on this site. I know that my family, friends, co-workers, and many others have passed this site on to their friends, co-workers, etc. and that the site receives several visitors a day. For that reason, I decided I needed to share the beginning of my cancer journey with you.
First a little background….my mom was diagnosed with invasive ductal carcinoma in approximately March 2000 (not sure of exact date). She elected to have a lumpectomy and radiation and then took the preventive cancer drug Tamoxifen. During a routine oncology check, in November, 2002, her cancer doctor didn’t like the look of her nipple of the same breast her cancer had been in. After a biopsy, she was diagnosed with a rare and aggressive form of breast cancer, called Inflammatory Breast Cancer. Average life expectancy is 18 months but mom was a fighter and fought this cancer for 3 years. She passed away last December, 2005.
Now for me…in January, 2006, I went to my ob/gyn Advanced Nurse Practitioner for my yearly exam. A breast exam was done….nothing. I had a mammogram on March 10th. The mammogram showed an area in the right breast under the nipple that needed additional imaging. A second mammogram of the right breast was done on March 23rd and the questionable area under the nipple was labeled as benign tissue overlap (so otherwords fine). On June 13, 2006, I went to my Family Practice practitioner for my thyroid check-up and as part of her process she also did a breast exam….again nothing presented itself.
Approximately July 13th (1 month later) I found a lump in my right breast (same one that required a second mammogram in March). However, the lump was above the nipple (at about 10:00 if you were looking at my right breast as a clock). Now I was due to start my period the following week and my breasts always got a little swollen so I thought I would wait and see if it was still there after my period. Unfortunately, it was but we were out of town at a softball tournament and our first day back was July 31st. By this time the lump was obvious and could be seen by Jeff when he looked at my breast.
I had a mammogram on July 31st and immediately went for an ultrasound. July 31st was a Monday and we were leaving for California on Friday, August 4th. I mentioned this to the sonographer and told her I hoped I had my ultrasound results before I left. She asked me to wait while she looked at the films. Imagine my surprise when she came back with the Radiologist. The radiologist told me I needed a biospy and that she would work me in the next day if I wanted it done. I immediately said yes. I had a needle core biospy on Tuesday, August 1st.
My thoughts were that I had a little fibroid benign mass and I would elect to have it removed just to be safe. My results were not available on Thursday (my last day of work before vacation) and my Nurse Practitioner was going to be out of the office on Friday. I told her I would call from California and asked her to tell her co-workers that it was okay to give me the results. When we landed in California, we were hanging out in San Francisco (where my sister, Julie, works) until Julie got off work. By the time we landed and got to a point where I could call, it was after 2:00 in the afternoon back home and I knew I couldn’t wait too long. Before I made my call, Jeff asked if I was sure I wanted to call. I said that since 80% of breast masses are benign, why would I want to spend my vacation wondering what the results were. We hadn’t ate lunch yet so we were in a food court area. Jaylyn was getting her food, Jeff was getting our food and I went to the center area and made my phone call.
I received the news…invasive ductal carcinoma….positive for cancer!! Now some people might have broke down at this point but I didn’t. The doctor’s office made arrangements to contact me on Monday and I hung up. Now I had to make a quick decision, was I going to tell my hubby and daughter just as we started our vacation that I had cancer. I went to the table and acted as though nothing was going on. Jeff finally asked if I had talked to the doctor’s office. I remember thinking….I can’t tell him, not in front of Jaylyn….so I told him I hadn’t been able to reach them, that I had to leave a message. That worked for the moment.
We ate and proceeded to walk to the stores in the area. About an hour later, we were in a Jessica McClintock store and Jaylyn was trying on dresses. Jeff asked me if the doctor was suppose to call me back….I think I must have teared up because he looked at me and told me I had lied to him earlier…I knew the results, didn’t I? And that is how I told him….in a Jessica McClintock store. We quickly decided to not say anything to Jaylyn right then.
The rest of the afternoon, Jeff and I had hushed conversations whenever we could steal a moment when Jaylyn was occupied, trying to decide if we should say anything or not. I think Jaylyn suspected something was up but never said anything. That night, I told my sister Julie and Jaylyn while we were fixing supper. I called my son, Jeremy, and my other two sisters, Sue and Teri. My other son, Jason had left for the weekend so I called him on Sunday when he returned. Others were told when we returned from California. I said earlier that I didn’t break down when I got the news, but I woke up Saturday morning about 3:00 and it hit me. I woke Jeff up and just sobbed. I was 45 and I was too young to die! My mom had just died 8 months ago….this was too much, too soon. I couldn’t do this…Jeff was wonderful, calming me and telling me we were going to get through this…
I have had several other tearful moments but nothing like that breakdown. I think it was good that I found out the news in California. I spoke to my doctor’s office everyday making arrangments to meet the surgeon and cancer doctor on Thursday when I returned and I had my surgery a week later.
You might ask why I had both breasts removed??? My mom often wondered if she had had her breast removed (instead of a lumpectomy) if she would have gotten the second kind of cancer (since it was in the same breast). So that helped me make the decision to remove my right breast. The reason I took the left breast off is because I have dense breasts. On a mammogram, dense breasts make it hard for things to show up. My doctor said we could start doing MRIs on my left breast….but my question to him was how often was going to be often enough. I had two mammograms 4 months before I found my lump, I had a breast exam by a health care professional 1 month before I found my lump…..by the time I had my biopsy on August 1, my lump was over an inch in size…I was diligent about being checked but yet my lump was missed. I had both breasts removed because I didn’t want to have the additional worry about something else being missed….I wanted to do whatever I could to help me live longer.
I know this is a long post but thought it might be helpful to know the rest of the story…..
Love, Lori