Posted: Oct 30, 07 1:35pm
I recently celebrated my second anniversary since discovery (Sept 21) of my tumor. I say celebrated because I feel so lucky. I discovered my lump by accident -- reaching under my arm to see if I needed to shave -- and first my gynecologist, then the radiologist at the Breast Health Center, thought it was benign, but worthy of biopsy. I was frantic anyway, and I will never forget the moment when the phone call came. The nurse noted that she was calling my cell, and wanted to know if I was driving. I said "that sounds like bad news." She said "it's bad, but not that bad," and in fact she was right. After a month of horror and fear, I learned that my tumor was not life-threatening. Life changing, yes, but I am just as likely to die from a number of other causes as from breast cancer.
So when I say I celebrated my anniversary, I feel that way. I wish I didn't have to deal with managing the risk of recurrence, but I feel very blessed that I got such a mild version, that my doctors are wonderful, and that my loved ones have been so supportive.











