Having pulled a chest muscle at the gym, my gp and physio diagnosed a pec tear. I needed an ultrasound, and the location meant that I needed to attend the breast clinic. 90 minutes later following a mammogram and biopsies, I was told I had breast cancer. And needed to return in a week for the grade. I don't remember driving home. I was on my own. No one questioned that it would be anything other than a muscle tear. Last 7 days have been horrendous, thinking the worse, crying, not sleeping, trying to be strong for my young children. On Monday I was told that I had two types back to back lobular and ductual invasive grade 2 size 4.5 cm. Two days later I am in with oncologist giving chemo plan, tonnes of leaflets, wig info etc etc etc....and start on 13th. I feel like I am going to explode. It's all so fast, I feel like I can't cope. If another person texts me to ask if I'm ok I am going to explode. Am I awful, does it get better? I feel like screaming, crying and punching a wall all at once.
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