One day before the start of a new year and new beginnings, out with the old and in with the new.
So many emotions are running through my mind, what is it, how will I fight, how hard will it be on my family, but the only thing that kept me going was and is my husbands support. So I knew that if the results were bad I had to fight hard for him and especially for my little girl.
My husband and I waited patiently in the waiting room of the breast clinic at Cite de la Sante, my appointment was at 10am, it was almost 11 and we were still waiting. Finally my name gets called and we enter the room. There is a 3rd year resident who greets us and asks us to have a seat and begins to ask me some questions, he examines my breasts and Dr. Gravel walks in just as the results are being given to me.
Dr.G is of a certain age and very soft spoken, and that is when the words came out of his mouth that the biopsy confirmed cancerous cells in my left breast as well as my lymph node. My world stopped for a few minutes and all I heard was nothing, it was like I temporarily lost my hearing.
The words "carcinome lobulaire infiltrant" invasive lobular carcinoma, estrogen/progesterone+ with positive cancer cells in the lymph nodes as well. It is a type of cancer that is almost always missed on mammograms and difficult to detect on an ultrasound. I am very lucky to have found it and reacted quickly. All I could think was that I had a monster inside me and I wanted it out. How is this possible, I am 40 years old, no previous medical history, why is this happening to me. This should not be happening to anyone.
The doctor was very optimistic in informing us on several occasions that it is a type of breast cancer that is treatable with a variety of options. The next step would be MRI, Scan, bone density and abdominal ultrasound....to be sure the unwanted breast guest has not decided to poke its nose anywhere else.
Options:
1. Lumpectomy or
2. Full mastectomy
3. Chemo therapy and possible
4. Radiation therapy
What the fuck.............information overload.
After all that was absorbed we moved into another room and met Diane, the clinical nurse. She was a very sweet lady who took her time and explained over and over and answered all of our questions. She provided us with a folder filled with information and pamphlets, things I never imagined I would have to look at.
Off we leave with lumps in our throats, tears in our eyes but an unimaginable ache in our hearts.
We know that we have an amazing support team and together we will kick ass....
Options:
1. Lumpectomy or
2. Full mastectomy
3. Chemo therapy and possible
4. Radiation therapy
What the fuck.............information overload.
After all that was absorbed we moved into another room and met Diane, the clinical nurse. She was a very sweet lady who took her time and explained over and over and answered all of our questions. She provided us with a folder filled with information and pamphlets, things I never imagined I would have to look at.
Off we leave with lumps in our throats, tears in our eyes but an unimaginable ache in our hearts.
We know that we have an amazing support team and together we will kick ass....
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