Saturday, June 2, 2007

Hip-Hip-Hurray

Where do I begin? How about at the very beginning? May thirteenth I was laying in bed, rolled over, and ever so lightly grazed my left breast. Much to my surprise I felt something, something I had never, ever felt before, a lump. I did not really panic. I just thought “wow that is strange, maybe I had too much caffeine today”. Monday the lump was still there. Tuesday the lump was still there, so I made Tam feel it to make sure I wasn’t being a hypochondriac and I wasn’t she felt it too. Wednesday the lump was still there, I made my mom feel it to make sure I wasn’t being a hypochondriac, and I wasn’t she felt it too. Wednesday afternoon my mom took me to urgent care to see what this thing was. The physician at the urgent care did little to cure my freaking out, if anything she just enhanced it by saying “you could be pregnant” she then proceeded to give me a pregnancy test which resulted in a false positive. ACK!

I walked away freaked out and still unsure as to what this lump in my breastical was. I made an appointment with a knocker specialist from UNMH in hopes that I would gain some insight into the inner workings of my hooter. My appointment came and I went. Dr McLikestoplaygolf said, “Yes, there is something in there.” No poop, anyone could of told me this, a bum off the street could of touched my booby and told me this!! He did rule some items out which was reassuring, but also terrifying. He said it was not a swollen lymph node, it was not a swollen mammary gland, and he said it did not really feel like a typical cyst. This devastated me. Those were the three that I was banking. He referred me to a radiologist at UNMH for an ultrasound and possible biopsy.

So I waited, and waited for my answers. I tried not to think about it, which did not work. All I wanted to think about was what was going on, what it could be, and of course contemplate the worst.

Finally they day came June first 2006. Radiology appointment. I made my mom take me just incase they had to stick needle in my boob and just incase it was bad news. My mom and I sat in the waiting area and I filled out paperwork. It is funny because the woman at the counter asked me why I was there and I said for an ultrasound and she said “sign in and sit down”. I then said I was in for an ultrasound on my breast and was told over the phone to come early to fill out paperwork. She responded by twisting her face into a strange expression and handing me a clipboard and some paperwork. I think she assumed I was knocked up or something. Note people: “ not all twenty something year olds are irresponsible and get knocked up”.

Once I was called I was taken into a little room. The ultrasound operator asked me to take off my shirt and bra, put on this very thin robe thing and lay down on the table. I think it is funny that medical professionals leave the room while you undress especially since they are going to see you and your nipple anyway, this is a professional setting ju-no? He came back, dimmed the lights, and poured some jelly on my ta ta. Sounds kind of erotic huh? He then proceeded to “explore” the inside of my boobical with his magic ultrasound thing. It was really neat looking; I was able to watch the whole thing on the screen! Well it was neat until he hovered over the lump. It was lightish gray and was the size and shape of an almond. He then stopped typed away at the ultrasound machine and continued on. He took a few more “snap shots” of the gray almond and then said he was going to go get the guy who was going to read it and tell me what was going on.

Dr. McBohemian came in and checked out the screen and said “there will be no biopsy”. YAY. He then said it is not “Breast Cancer”. Super YAY! He then said it appears to be a Fibroadenoma. YAY! Wait, what the heck it that? Well the short version is it is a benign tumor. He used the B word. I was happy, relieved, and happy. I left finally with some answers. I don’t feel like there is a giant elephant sitting my chest anymore.

Thank goodness for advanced medical technology and my damn great luck (I beat you this time Murphy).

For more information about Fibroandenoma visit this site:
http://www.healthatoz.com/healthatoz/Atoz/common/standard/transform.jsp?requestURI=/healthatoz/Atoz/ency/fibroadenoma.jsp

Thanks for reading,
Miss Murphy

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