My Nonprofit Reviews
Review for Cancer Schmancer Foundation, Reston, VA, USA
My experience is through self-examination of my breasts. In the past few years, I have found two lumps on my right side. The first lump, in 2008, was deeply embedded in the tissue of my breast and I just had a mammogram, as I do every annually. Not being a person to panic, but also not an idiot, I saw my doctor a few days later who confirmed that it was in fact a lump; he sent me for an ultrasound because he could not understand why it was not on my mammogram either.
The woman who did my ultrasound could not detect the lump with the machine, although she could feel it, sounds strange, I know. The next stop was a surgeon, who spent two minutes with me and said it is a lump and I will remove it next week, see you then. The lump was a benign cyst, hurray!
On January 10, 2011, I found another lump on my right side, only under my arm and felt the same as the last one. I went to my doctor, he told me to have it removed, and I suggested a doctor that removed some melanoma from the tip of my nose in 2009. I am not kidding, you cannot see where the cancer was removed, and this doctor was so good.
The doctor that I saw is a reconstructive/plastic surgeon that took care of my nose, did it in his office, so I asked him to consider removing my cyst in his office with a local anesthetic. He agreed to do it with the condition that if the cyst were attached to anything bigger he would sew me up and we would go to the hospital; I agreed.
On the day of my surgery, I was a bit nervous, of course, but at ease because I knew my doctor and trust him, and the .5 mg of xanax did not hurt either. I entered his office at 1:15 and was immediately escorted into the examination room. The nurse had the trays of instruments set up and ready for the doctor to begin and music that I liked was playing. My doctor is young so he had on old-time rock and roll, how cool is that? I was numb within a few minutes and he began cutting, I did not feel anything the entire time! It was amazing, I laughed with him and his nurse, then before I knew it I was back in the car, and on my way home and it was only 2:00. An amazingly good story, but wait it gets better.
One week later, I went back for a wound check and to get the biopsy results and they were negative. It was such a happy day, I am healing just fine and the sky was blue. The point of my story is that I found two benign lumps through self-examination, my relatives were not so lucky. I am the oldest woman left in my family, and only 53 years-old. Everyone before me has died from breast, cancer. I am an advocate of all women to examine themselves every single month, in the shower and lying down flat on their backs. No excuses or forgetfulness because it just might cost you your life!