Saturday, April 17, 2010

The lump and the mammo.

On Friday I had an appointment with my Doctor as the week before I discovered in lump in my right breast.  My Doctor was a "titch" concerned and that is when the ball started rolling.  You see my Doctor is the Chief Medical Officer for the hospital.  (My younger sister commented that she wouldn't have expected anything less of me.) 

My Doctor pulled the CMO card and I was taken to Mammography where the nurse was waiting and took me to complete my paperwork.  I called my husband, who lives out of state and was just a little weepy.  (weepy=blubbering)  This is not something I wanted to do on my own.

Having a more in depth mammo I learned the following:

1.  I can have my right boob flattened, twisted to a 45∘angle, suck in my stomach, raise my right arm with the corner of the table digging into my arm pit, lift my chin and hold my breath.  I can actually do this at any angle so watch out hubby I have some new moves the next time we are together!

2.  I have now been up close and personal with a Million Dollar Machine.

3.  Radiologists don't have much of a sense of humor ~ or maybe it was my ramblings because of my nervousness that all she heard was "blah, blah, blah".

After I was pulled, stretched and squished it was off to have my ultra sound.  As I was sitting in the special waiting room I got weepy again and wished that I wasn't going through this alone.

Having an ultra sound on a boob that has been manipulated like a piece of taffy, ends up to be a little painful.  At the end of it all the Doctor told me that the lump was a fatty mass and I was okay.  (seems as though I am destined for fatty mass ~ boobs and ass!) 

I called my husband with the good news and told him, I think for the 10th time, that I didn't want to do this alone ever again.

As I was driving home feeling sorry for myself  I remembered that 4 years ago my Mother went to the Doctor after discovering a lump, had the mammogram and within the next two weeks a mastectomy. 

My Mother did this alone.


  1. I am so glad you are OK. And you are right about the lack of sense of humor in the techs. I switched to a woman's imagining center and they are way nicer.

  2. Very very well said!!

    PS. You weren't alone, and neither was she.

    Love you!

  3. found a lump over the weekend, thought of you, and this blog. i work in oncology, so i would have thought that i would know where to begin. however, i havent a clue. my patients have already been thru the prelim stuff when they get to me. i'm on days off, and i get back to the floor on wednesday. planning on cornering my favorite oncologist and making him feel me up then. sigh.

  4. Keeping my fingers crossed that it turns out to be a 'fatty mass' too! Keep me posted.


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