I went to the breast surgeon today.
I walked into my appointment with my hands shaking and a lump in my throat.
I walked out with an appointment for surgery on October 15.
I looked my doctor right in the eye and said, “I want a biopsy.”
He looked right back and said, “that’s probably a good idea.”
When the doctor at my follow-up ultrasound on August 23 told me that the lump was most likely a fibroadenoma, I accepted it.
I accepted that I’d probably be going to follow-up ultrasounds twice a year for the rest of my life (or until the lump went away on its own).
Then, a blog reader named Erica changed my mind with just one comment.