The days that followed were such a blur. I felt like I lived at the Dr’s office.
My biopsy follow-up appointment made it all too real. I sat in the waiting room beside my mom tapping my fingers on the side of the chair and checking the time every five minutes.
Once my name was called, I gathered my things and instead of another waiting room, I was led down the hallway to a conference room. I sat at the head of the table and my mom sat beside me.
The Dr. immediately started rattling off things like: “chemotherapy, mastectomy, invasive ductal carcinoma, fast growing tumor and stage 2.” I sat at the head of the table quiet. For a minute I could see her mouth moving, but I had checked out.
At the end of everything she asked if I had any questions. All I could do was shrug my shoulders and when I opened my mouth to speak…those darn tears again. Did she just say I had stage 2 breast cancer and I was going to have to have mastectomy?
I was overwhelmed. The more I tried to process what she had just said, the more tears came streaming down my cheeks. Every time I thought I had pulled myself together, there was another tear and another until I finally stopped long enough to ask what was next?
I was given an appointment to have an MRI done…
Was this really happening? I thought as I laid in the machine with headphones on listening to the loud banging. I had never had an MRI in my life, but I quickly figured out why they asked if I was claustrophobic.
I laid there still with my eyes closed, trying not to think about the IV in my arm and the tight space. When it was over, I was told my results would be sent to my Dr.
A few appointments later I found out there wasn’t just one tumor like we were initially told. The MRI results revealed that there were 2 tumors on my left breast and a lymph node under my arm.
I was told the Dr. wanted to start chemo immediately to begin trying to shrink the tumors, followed by a double mastectomy. After weeks of appointments and still trying to process everything, I was just glad there was a treatment plan in place.
Operation kick cancer’s butt was in full effect.