This is the first day. This is the day I went into get squished. I had found a couple lumps in my right breast. Just lumpy, bumpy, fibrosis shit, I thought. But I didn't like the way the doctor was talking, didn't like her language.
"The right one, that looks fine, just fibroid lumps. But this left one. I don't like this one. See these dots, all in a row. Nature doesn't do that. I don't like that. Let's take a look and make a plan."
I got the "close up" mammogram.
......let's take a look and make a plan. NOT lets make a plan to take a look.
I think she knew I had cancer that day. I think I knew I had cancer that day.
We made a plan to do biopsies. Biopsies. Four on one side, one on the "questionable side".
We made a plan to take a look.
