Diagnosis #1

First the Good News You never forget where you were or what you were doing the moment you are told you have cancer, even if it was over a decade ago and the first time. My initial diagnosis was in January of 2002. I was ironing my husband’s shirts and watching a cooking show. It was 9:15 in the morning when I received the call. The doctor started out with the good news first. “Some of the tumors we biopsied were normal, but”… But…… As soon as he said that word “but” I knew. I turned the iron off quickly and sat down and grabbed a pen and paper. I had invasive lobular carcinoma in my left breast.  I began trembling as a tried to write down notes. My handwriting was so shaky I couldn’t even read what I was writing. Meaningless fragments of words appeared on the page. I Continue Reading →

Diagnosis #2

Don’t Panic I was diligent about scheduling my yearly mammograms and equally as diligent about doing my breast self-exams. I had my yearly physical in late January and neither I nor my Primary Care physician felt anything suspicious in my breasts. Then as I was lying in bed one morning doing a self exam I left a bit of a thickness in my left breast. I decided not to panic or jump to any conclusions based on two rationale. The first one being that I frequented the gym and did weight training three times a week. That was the delusional/hopeful side of me. I feel great! It’s just all that strength training and new muscles. The second and more practical side of me was that I had my mammogram scheduled in three weeks and we’ll just (fingers crossed) get it checked then. April 2 arrived and off I went for Continue Reading →