I know it’s not Breast Cancer Awareness Month. I’m either late or early, however you want to look at it. But I want to tell you a little story. About 2 weeks ago, I was sitting on the couch watching television with DH. It was late. I was probably recuperating from a long shift from My Retail Job. My right hand was resting on my left breast. I’m not one to particularly feel myself up. It just kinda was resting there. And I felt a lump. A huge freaking lump. Practically sticking out of my skin.
About 2 months ago, I had a mammo AND a follow-up ultrasound. I get the ultrasound every year because my boobies are cystic. Our lovely insurance doesn’t pay for it. But it’s peace of mind for me. I know she’s pretty far removed, but my mother’s grandmother had breast cancer and would have died of it if a major heart attack hadn’t gotten to her first.
Anyway, I actually didn’t freak. I didn’t see my life flash before my eyes. I knew it couldn’t be cancer because I just had the girls squished, pulled and molested by not one, but two strangers. And cancer just doesn’t grow that fast. Does it?
I waited about a week and a half before I made my GYN appointment. I didn’t want to seem like an alarmist. I was hoping it would go away. Well, it wasn’t going away. But I was completely obsessed with feeling it. Every.Single.Moment. I knew in my gut that it was nothing. I was just obsessed with the damn thing. Like a pimple-on-the-end-of-my-nose kind of obsessed.
The good doc said it was a cyst. So he prepped a nice big needle, numbed the area and stuck it in. Nothing. He did it again. Nothing. Completely empty needle thingy. He seemed pretty surprised. Then wrote a script for yet another ultrasound. Joy. I left his office battered, bruised and maybe a tad bit nervous. But just a tad. I’m pretty sure my blood pressure didn’t change or anything. It was just the hypochondriac in me.
I went for my ultrasound 2 days ago. It’s a cyst. In fact, you can see it on my last sonogram from April. It was teeny tiny. Then grew. And grew. I think the thing is on steroids. They said it would probably just go away. My question is do I have to grow another boob to house this thing before it decides to move along? And, when will it go away? My bra only holds a “D”. I may have a problem.
So, check your lady bumps girls. It’s important. I’m lucky. Some are not. I have friends who have/had breast cancer. I am not one to give myself a breast exam because I am completely squeamish about those things. But now I will make it a habit. Get to know those babies. And any lump or bump that wasn’t there before and/or feels weird, call your doc. Just to be sure. Chances are it’s nothing. But at least you’ll spend less time being obsessed. And save the breast exam for once a month instead of every second like I did. Total time waster, trust me on that one.Mo