I have been having a green/sludge coloured discharge from my right nipple for about 3 months, it doesn’t smell, but i decided to visit my gp as it wasn’t going away.
He decided upon anti-biotics, then if it hadn’t cleared up in two weeks, to return.
I did but he was on annual leave so I saw one of the partners who found a lump about the size of a nut.
I am about 2 stone overweight, and a wee bit lumpy anyway, but this lump, albeit small actually feels different, and aches when poked (and i do feel poked!)
I was referred for mammogramm/ultrasound which I went to on monday, (after a nightmare 3 week wait due to postal strike etc, in which like so many of you on these boards, I have gone from a positive carefree happy mum to a demented wreck)
Anyway monday comes, and the breast screening centre is packed with dozens of other varyingly worried looking ladies.
I feel i am blowing my ‘condition’ out of proportion when i look at these ladies, and try to face the oncoming with a smile and a deep breath.
Now like most women I hate being naked in front of anyone but after getting the gown on and getting ‘herded’ around the building carrying my clothes in a shopping basket we arrive a a very brightly lit room.
The nurse tells me to take off the gown.
I do, standing there like a spare part trying not to blush, ( I wouldn’t even stand in a room this brightly lit in front of my husband)
she then asks me to sign a disclaimer to state that i’m not pregnant.
Fare enough.
Then she has me stand at the machine and lowers it to my level, well i say my level, I am on tiptoes, she has me hoik the right breast away then squashes the left one into the clamp. The whole breast feels well jammed in and she clicks away,
Then she goes for the picture of the left armpit, I am like a ballet dancer twisted on one foot arm in the air, but again it feels like a good connection and the whole underarm feels done.
The right side is a different story, (which is the one with the trouble) again with the balancing act, but it does not feel as clamped in as the other, and when it comes to the pit there is a total difference, at no point was the lump in the clamp or over the xray plate.
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I felt my confidence drain away and i lacked the guts to point out to this completely stresses out nurse that the proceedure felt totally different.
I went back out and waited to be seen by the dr, by which time i convinced myself that they do this 100s of times a day and i was just being silly.
Again i see the dr, who gives the breast a quick going over, asks me to point at the lump, (i am laying down and it is easier to point out when i am upright) i try my best, but he hardly touches it, and manages to hurt me.
(the lump is in what could be described as the 11 o’clock position and slightly around the side)
He then asks me to squeeze the nipple to produce the dishcharge which i do, then he takes a slide of it.
Then he says take a seat.
I take a seat and without even looking at me he says your mammogram is clear, discharge and lumps are normal. I will let you know if there is anything unusual on the slide test within 2 weeks
I thank him, I don’t know whether to laugh or hug him or hit him.
He says thankyou, goodbye.
there thats it
So why am I still not sleeping, why is this nipple still oozing gunk onto my bra, and why does this peanut in my armpit feel like a hot coal making sure i can’t forget its there, or am I an attention seeker of the most horrific order?
I would be greatful to hear of any other experiences, so that i can tell myself to be greatful that i have the all clear, and accept that i am leaky and lumpy and think myself lucky.
I am 36, and bra size 36 d
sorry this whinge is so long, I have tried to make it brief and have left loads out
thankyou