In January of 2010, my annual mammogram showed no problems. I was almost 58 years old. Then, in July that same year, I felt a lump on the top of my left breast. I waited until November to see if it would go away on its own. When it didn’t go away, I made an appointment for another mammogram; this time a digital diagnostic one. After the mammogram was finished, they said it needed to be biopsied.
It was a Friday afternoon. I had to go back the following Monday when they informed me it was invasive ductal carcinoma. I had a lumpectomy the following week. I had an appointment with the oncologist after the holidays and he told me he was going to put me through hell, but he’d cure my cancer. I went through 5 months of chemotherapy (and I was sick as a dog) then 33 radiation treatments and this past November marked 12 years cancer free. Thank you Jesus.
This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.