We laid in bed while he moved his index and middle finger in circular motions feeling the dense tissues all around my chest and under my armpit. His finger landed on a spot on the top portion of my right breast. It wasn’t tender or sore but we could both feel a small lump just below my skin. It felt similar to a peanut or small marble.
He told me to keep an eye on it and get it checked out if it didn’t go away.
Fast forward to March 2020, my last week of work before the pandemic literally shut everything down. I had an odd instinct while I was at work, I knew I shouldn’t wait anymore I needed to have this lump looked at asap.