Tomorrow
I am getting a mammogram and it always makes me feel vulnerable and a
little bit scared because of my immediate family's history with
having breast cancer. I never knew my maternal grandmother because
she died when my mother was very young. It's a dark shadow that hangs
over women in our family when we have mammograms or when we
find a lump like the doctor once did many years ago. This
happened while I was trying to wean my eldest daughter. I couldn't
explain to her because she was a young child and it was confusing for
mommy to go to the hospital and not be able to nurse.
Fortunately,
the lump was benign. Fear, and I was afraid as well as guilty about
weaning my daughter with these circumstances, can be a paralyzing
emotion that prevents us from knowing even if the knowledge is
painful. It is, however, better to know a painful truth and be able
to act on the hard knowing than to be ignorant and at the whim of an
indecisive fate. So, in the words of the late Molly
Ivins, "Go.
Get. The. Damn. Mammogram. Done."
My FNAB was this simple process, it did not hurt, and I was able to resume my normal activities immediately. It was fascinating to watch the needle inside of me, to see the cyst as it collapsed, and to feel a pop inside my breast as the needle poked the cyst. However, the most important thing was getting the call from the breast care center. The cells came back normal. I don't have cancer. I have, instead, an appointment to follow up on my treatment in six months. Don't be afraid of the procedures you may have to save your life. "Go. Get. The. Damn. Mammogram. Done."
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