I found the lump in November 2020. I had just had a mammogram the month before which turned out normal. I have always been a cysty person so I knew what a benign cyst felt like. This one felt different (attached to the chest wall and very solid). I knew right away that it was not normal but waited a week to see if it went away. It did not go away. My primary doctor immediately got me in touch with Capital Health breast surgery group.
The breast surgeon told me that I would have to undergo a surgical biopsy because of the tumor's small size and proximity to the skin. Because of covid, I had to test and quarantine over the holidays, which was no fun. The surgery went fine, but when I took off the bandages, the wound was open and looked nasty. By the weekend I was feeling very unwell and thought perhaps the stitches were infected but waited because I had an appointment with the surgeon on Monday. The surgeon canceled my appointment because she got covid. Now I wasn't sure if I had covid or an infection. The surgeon called me from her sickbed on Tuesday, January 5 to tell me that I had cancer.
Stage 1, grade 3 invasive lobular carcinoma. The tumor was estrogen and progesterone positive, but HR negative. She ordered antibiotics for the infection and I got a covid rapid test just in case (which turned out negative).
The next week I met with the breast surgeon and plastic surgeon to go over a plan of action. I elected to have a skin-sparing, double mastectomy with lymph node dissection and reconstruction. At the end of the month, I had the first major surgery. My friends and family were angels to take care of me before and after my surgery.
Luckily the tumor had not spread to the lymph nodes and I was deemed "cancer-free". I still have to take medication for 5-10 years and undergo one more surgery to finish reconstruction. I count myself as very lucky to have survived.