I have had a shooting pain in my left breast for a several months now. I thought it was to do with my menstrual cycle so didn’t think much about it until it started to get more frequent. I went to see my GP and she examined me and found nothing to concern her but referred me to the breats clininc anyway because of the pain being in just one breast. I waited two weeks and my appointment was yesterday. In the meantime I changed my bra and the pain has all but disappeared. I was wearing a bra which was too small.
I saw a surgeon first off and she examined me and also say she could see or feel nothign to cause alarm and I was to have a mammogram and if that was fine, I was to be discharged. I had the mammogram, sat down and waited to be sent home. Then I was called in for an ultrasound and the nurse questioned why I wasn;t down for one when it was standard procedure to do one after the mammogram. So she tapped my details intot he computer and said ‘We’ll do one anyway’. The doctor came in and said he’d seen my mammogram and because I have very dense breast tissue, he wanted to just double check all was ok before I was discharged. It was shortly after he found a ‘small mass’ in my left breast, when I was getting the shooting pains. He straight away said ‘this looks like a fibroid’ and said I could have had it since being a teenager (I am 45!!) but said he wanted to do an aspiration in case it was a fluid filled cyst. He did this and it was solid so then said he had to do a biposy just to make sure all was ok. he said he was 80% sure it was a fibroid but couldn’t discharge me without doing the biopsy. I then had a local and four incisions and four biopsies. It was very shocking and traumatic and I started shaking and crying and just thinking ‘bloody hell, five minutes ago I was being discharged, now they’ve actually found something’. It was surreal. I am a but sore and there is a lot of bruising starting to form and I have been given an appointment for two weeks time to get my results. I feel so frightened. I’ve convinced myself that this is it, I am about to die and leave my two girls without a mummy. I know it’s only natural to worry but I can;t stop thinking about it and can’t stop bursting into tear and wondering around the house looking at photos, sobbing and generally wailing like a banshee. Has anyone else had a similar experience? XXX