C A N C E R.

WOW.

What a scary word.

A word I never thought I would identify myself with on a personal level.

My journey begins a few months ago. … In August to be exact after my miscarriage  (from what I can remember anyway). 

After my miscarriage I noticed a lump on my right breast. I didn’t pay much attention to it since I initially thought it was due to some milk that I had produced that just stayed there. So I thought it was just going to go away on its own. Besides, I was grieving my angel and I didn’t have any room in my mind to worry about anything else nor did I really care at the moment.

Fast forward a few months and the lump was still there and it had gotten bigger and had gotten hard. I figured I should get it check out at this point. I go in to see my OBGYN only to find out my insurance had gotten cancelled. If I wanted to get a breast exam, I would have to pay out of pocket. I figured I’d at least ask the cost. They told me since I was already an existing patient I would get a discount and would only be around $300. Ehh, it couldn’t be that serious I thought to myself so I just left. 

A couple of weeks later (it was already February at this point) I was starting to have some discomfort. The lump was hurting at random times and it was tender to the touch. I still didn’t have insurance nor did I have the money to cover the cost. So I decided to use the power of the internet in my favor and started searching where I can get a mammogram for free or at least at a discounted price. After countless calls, I finally found a program that I was able to qualify for. I got scheduled for a breast exam on March 20th and was scheduled to get an ultrasound the following week. I went in and got the ultrasound done this past Tuesday and was told that the results were inconclusive. They. could tell that the lump I had on my breast did have tissue that was more dense in the area but a mammogram would be able to tell them more.

So in my head I’m thinking “great, now I have to wait another week”. But I was wrong. The nice lady who did the ultrasound on me took me across the hall into a small waiting area and said to wait for my turn so I could get a mammogram done. My heart was pounding, I wanted to know so badly what was going on but I was scared. They called my name and I went in for my mammogram screening (very uncomfortable I might add). Within 5 minutes I was back in the waiting room. The woman in the waiting room with me got her results back, everything came back normal and she could be on her way home. She was relieved, she told me they would tell me the same. I was too young for it to be anything bad. She wished me luck and went on her way…. That gave me comfort and hope. Everything was going to be okay. When I initially went in for the appointment I had already prepared myself for the worst result. Or so I thought…

& that my friends is where I will leave it at for today…. Stay tuned for an update to come and please continue to keep myself and my family in your prayers. The best is yet to come 🙏🏼💕