thank you so much for the welcome and the advise, much appreciated!
I’ll tell you a little about myself. I am married, 49, have two kids, a boy at Uni, a girl about to go. I live just outside a village in Hampshire on the Surrey/Berks border. I have spent rather a lot of time in and out of hospital over the past year for gynea problems, and thought a TCRE I had done recently had fixed the problem and I could now get on with life. Whilst I was in hospital I received an appointment for a routine mammogram. I wasn’t able to go to it as I wasn’t allowed to drive after the surgery. I rebooked it for a couple of weeks later and went along. I hadn’t given much thought to it really, I have over the years seen people about lumps and bumps, because I had fibroadenomas from about the age of 23 onward. I had gotten used to being told it was benign, don’t worry. Anyway, a week after the mammogram I received a letter asking me to attend the Breast Care Centre at the hospital that Friday. I went along again simply assuming it would be a film glitch, its happened before. I was told I had 3 abnormalities, 2 in the left , one in the right. They did several more xrays, and then I went to see the Dr. She confirmed that the left side was just what I already knew about, but the right gave them concern. They had a look at it under ultrasound and decided to investigate further. They then used the ultrasound to do a needle biopsy, and that I would know the results on the following Tuesday at 5pm. Tuesday lunch time they rang me, telling me that they weren’t able to give me a diagnosis that evening, and wanted me to come back for more tests on Friday. I had several Stereotactic core needle biopsies taken after being given a local anaesthetic, and was told to come back the following Tuesday at 5.30pm for the results. I had quite convinced myself by this stage that there was nothing wrong, and they were just being careful. I went back with my OH, and waited. The clinic was running really late and we weren’t seen until well after 6. I didnt mind, I just assumed they had had a lot of bad news to dish out, and the people affected had needed time to deal with it. We were called, and went to see the senior consultant. I was really glad to see it was Miss Stebbing, I had met her before, and liked her. She has a wonderful way with her, and I trusted her. We sat down, exchanged pleasantries and then she stopped smiling. my heart sank. She just said, ZoÃ« it’s bad news and told me I had an invasive ductal carcinoma in the right breast. I am having surgery to remove the lump and lymph nodes on the 2nd September, they will insert a wire to locate it, and will find out more about the exact treatment I need once they have biopsied that lot. As far as I know for now, I will have tamoxifen and 5 weeks radiotherapy everyday. That might change depending on whether its in the lymphs.
I know everyone here is in the same boat, and I have rambled on endlessly, but I really haven’t taken this on board yet, and find it virtually impossible to discuss. I hope that my voicing my concerns and fears that maybe I can get my head around it and start to behave like its me they are talking about. Telling my kids was the hardest thing I think I have ever done.
Anyway, look forward to getting to know you all as time goes on.