I was laying in bed, writing in my journal. As I got up to put it away, I bumped my arm into a wall, and my arm accidentally bounced into my right breast. My first thought was, “No way; did I just feel what I think I just felt?” I asked my boyfriend to take a feel. There was no denying it; there it was, a tiny lump. He said it was probably just that time of month, but I should have my doctor take a look, just in case. He knew, just as I knew, what it was, and I could see the fear on his face.
That Monday, I made an appointment to see my gynecologist. My doctor said I had a dense breast, and it was probably nothing, but just to be certain he wanted me to get a sonogram and mammogram. The following week, they saw a cluster of cells they couldn’t be sure about on my mammogram. A week later, I was diagnosed with Stage 0 DCIS.
After speaking to my oncologist and weighing my options, I decided to be aggressive. I had a double mastectomy with reconstructive surgery. I wanted to eliminate all potential risks. Two weeks after my surgery, I received a phone call from my doctor’s office. The results showed that I didn’t have DCIS; I had IDC – Stage I breast cancer. The head nurse said, “You made the right decision!” With all the doubts I had going into the surgery, I still listened to my gut. There are no accidents. Bumping into a wall saved my life.
Lizyvette, from Riverdale, NYWhizzco