What a horrible, horrible two weeks it's been. Convinced by a friend of mine to finally do a breast self examination, I found a lump. I veered between thinking 'what if it's cancer?' and 'it's just my imagination'. After talking to M. about it, I finally made an appointment to see my doctor on Monday. She did a breast exam (she was not pleased with my piercings!) and sent me to have a mammogram done.

They tell you that mammos don't hurt. They lie.

The woman doing the mammo said she couldn't see anything where I found the lump, but did see something elsewhere. I was told that i would need to come back in for an untrasound, and to call on Wednesday (today) for the results of the mammo.

I left a message for my doctor this afternoon, and she called me back with the results. She said there wasn't anything to be concerned about on the mammo, but to see her after my period so she could do another exam.

The relief I felt was amazing. I felt hungry for the first time in three days. I had been terrified of the results. When the technician said she had spotted something, I thought I was going to be sick. It was a terrible feeling.

Now I know what my friend went through. Except she wasn't lucky like me. Her lump turned out to be cancerous.