<p>I like the idea of one step at a time, and to deal with whatever, as it comes.
In the early days of my mammograms with ‘suspicious’ readings, I freaked at everything. Now, I try to freak only when I have reason to.</p>
<p>Long story short, lots of mammograms here, lots of ultrasounds, 3 biopsies. The last one was a positive. Yep, I freaked on that, but in retrospect am a little embarrassed. I had low grade, 2 miniscule bits of cancer, probably the best case possible.
I still freaked.</p>
<p>It took a couple days, but after I really understood what we were dealing with, I was okay, and got over the freaking. Had the lumpectomy, radiation (just to be sure), and am taking tamoxifen. </p>
<p>Bottom line— good for you for taking care of this, most probably early in the game. If the biopsy is positive, keep in mind that the cure rate for breast cancer is amazing now. </p>
<p>You can handle this. (I went by myself to get the results, if I had known it was going to be positive, I would like to have had someone with me. If it was negative, I didn’t need anyone… I know that doesn’t make sense.)</p>
<p>Oh, I asked the CC group how to tell bad news to a college freshman from 10,000 miles away, and the responses were great. I went with the matter of fact, ‘mom has a problem and is getting it taken care of next week. The outcome is going to be fine. I just wanted you to know.’</p>
<p>The funny thing (now that it is over a year since I finished the radiation), I forget that I had cancer. People say ‘how are you feeling’, and I say ‘great, how are you…’</p>