Routine weekend ablutions commenced early saturday morning three weeks ago. Without going into the relative merits of a herbal Ph balanced shampoos and conditioners or that big looming consumer question of shower gel v soap, it all went to plan as one would expect a usual shower to do.
Discovered a small pea like lump located at 6 o'clock on my left breast whilst soaping around. Not 6am or 6pm according to Eastern Daylight Savings Time (who showers at that time anyway ) mind you - just imagine, if you will, that my breast is a clock face....now are you following?
So having had a few lumps and bumps appear in previous years - I didn't over react. Despite what some may say, I didn't run screaming from the shower doing a hysterical Lady Macbeth with my own version of "Off Damn Spot, Off" These things can come and go and I do have, as once was beautifully described by a former colleague - when talking of her own breasts, that they were quite "ropey". I like that description. It tangibly describes the oft changing or shifting thickness of the breast tissue.
So I didn't bother for a couple of days but kept checking intermittedly to see whether I could readily feel the 'pea'. In a previous experience, I discovered a lump in my other breast that was more 'globby' and it turned out to be a cyst that simply needed to be drained - by, I might add the most bloody scary needle I had ever seen up close and personal.
But this was different. Felt different. So I booked into the GP and was there having it confirmed two days later. My GP was all over it like a fat kid over a cupcake. She confirmed its existence and booked me the next day for a mammogram and ultrasound, and also to be back with her in 48 hours in the event that it was problematic.
And so the treadmill begins........
Remember, lumps in boobs, like in cooking, should be removed.
Kelly x
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