I was skiing with my family for New Years when I felt a bit of a general dull pain in my right boob. Sure enough there was a lump between 6 & 7 o’ clock. I wasn’t worried. I flew home Jan 1 and saw my doctor Jan 2. She wasn’t too concerned (it wasn’t as hard or immobile as a typical tumor) but said I should get imaging done to be sure.
We spent the rest of that appointment discussing my hopes to become pregnant later that year and I left and scheduled my first mammogram for Jan 10. A Friday.
I went to the appointment alone. Nervous for the procedure, but not the results. Whoops! The mammo was not nearly as bad as people say (I wish people would stop saying it’s so awful) but I was told right away that the images were concerning. I had to wait the weekend for the biopsy and while every person I knew volunteered to hang with me, it brought lots of free time and worrying.
On Jan 13, I had a biopsy. On Jan 14, I was diagnosed. I also found out Im BRCA2+ and at an increased risk for other gynecological cancers.
On January 17, I got my full pathology: ER/PR+, Her2 negative, no distant mets. I got the good news that my prognosis was good but I also got the devastating news that pregnancy would no longer be an option for me. Pregnancy causes an increase in the hormone that my cancer feeds on – estrogen – so pregnancy increases my risk of recurrence.