I emailed my OB/GYN and said I have a bump, not a lump. I've had it for 6 weeks or so, and it didn't go away, even though I expected it to. Do you want me to come in, even though it's just a bump? It might even be a rib. If you don't need me to come in just let me know. And of course she told me to come in.
She walked in the examine room, laughed out loud and said "So you have a bump not a lump"? And I said yes. She felt it, asked some questions, scrunched up her face and said I think you should go have a mammogram. I was shocked. Truly shocked.
So I went to have a mammogram and Erin came with, which I thought was crazy. I had the mammogram, which hurt (because, I've learned, I have extremely dense breast tissue. Yah, that's right - breastfed two babies back to back for 10 months each and I have extremely dense breast tissue).
After the mammogram they sent me right to the ultrasound. The ultrasound tech found it and got the doctor. The doctor looked at it and said "This is not a simple cyst and it needs to be biopsied". And my whole body started tingling. I was shocked that I needed a mammogram, and now they're telling me I need a biopsy. A few minutes later another doctor walked in, asked the tech to bring back up the lump (yes, it's a lump at this point) and said to me with such eloquence: "You found that thing? It needs to be biopsied." And left the room. Grrrr.....
So they scheduled the biopsy for a week later - I walked out to the waiting room where Erin was and started crying. Now I'm scared.
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