I remember hearing about mammograms to some extent, but I don't know how I missed hearing the full description of what goes on in there, but I did.
I found a lump. Actually I've pretty much had it since I breastfed Nora for a little while, and it never went away.
I wasn't that worried about it because it felt like the same milk duct was backed up and just never drained, and that's basically what they found out on Monday.
But FIRST, I got to have my first mammogram.
It's really quite funny, and a lot less painful or uncomfortable than say, getting dental x-rays.
Except for the whole pull-and-lay-your-boob-on-a-flat-surface-then-squeeze-it-in-plexi-glass part.
Anyway, for those of you who haven't done a mammogram, do it.
The Mammographer was fabulous. She loves her job, not for the boob-pulling part but because her job literally saves lives.
What a great job to have, wouldn't you say?
I drove up to Portland for the procedure...since it hadn't been that long since I quit breastfeeding, they expected to find plenty of lumps, which they did. Then we did an ultrasound on the offending lump, and within 20 minutes I heard the Radiologist had examined both tests and I was determined to not have cancer, but instead a benign cyst.
Not only did I get instant results -- which I wasn't expecting until my consult with the surgeon next week -- but the results were good.
No biggie. And fixable.
And I slept better last night than I have in a month.