For Me...and for You

I have been going through some life changing things lately that I have in fact kept to myself and my really close-close family and friends. Well, today after a fear that I might go postal holding this all in, I was told to let it out. In fact I was told "It's my right!"
Some of you may find it bizarre that I have kept some big events to myself considering the fact that I air most of my everyday life events on Facebook like; when my child has water diarrhea or when my hubby is being a butthead...or when my back hurts like hell.
My way of self expression has always been through writing more than it has been verbal, mainly because I am a natural born crier. So instead of trying to stand up or explain myself and looking like a goon I write/Blog/FB etc.

I will say that one of my life changing events shall remain secret until December 15th. How's that for ruffling feather's?? Somehow I find pleasure in holding in this surprise. HE-HE!

Now(sigh)....We all know that life can't always be great now can it? So let me take you back to MY last Thursday evening.
I'm in the shower, I lather soap on-grab razor-lift left arm to shave arm pit...and WTF? (talking to myself)What in the heck is that weird thing? It appeared from my angle,looking down onto my left breast that my skin was "retracting" it also looked blueish like a bruise and the "lump" above the goofy skin stuck out like a sore thumb. while you collect your thoughts..let me say this very boldly...I am very aware of my boobers, they are similar to what you would see in the National Geographic magazines. Yep, those, the ones hanging and pointing towards the floor, touching your belly rolls. HOT-totally hot let me tell you. Let me also say I happen to shave my armpit very regularly and what I was looking at and feeling was totally new. Honestly I didn't really panic instead I really wondered.

Click HERE to read where I posted last year about my Mom celebrating 8 years being breast cancer free. Us girls are to start our Mammograms at age 30 because there is known to be a larger risk if your mother or a direct family member had BC, which means not an aunt but your Mom or your sister. Mind you I just turned 29 October 9th. My sister on the other hand turns 31 in December and she has scheduled one yet! (sorry sis, kind of through you out in front of the bus there but dang it get it scheduled) Soooo blah-blah-blah- the next morning was Friday and of course I am off and I always go to my sister's so I thought why not show her my findings and get another opinion. Well dang if she didn't see it too. DAMN! I then immediately text my friend and then called my Mom. They all suggested I call my OB right away.
Blah-Blah-Blah
Monday the 25th I saw my OB at 1pm. By 2pm I was setting at Diagnostic Imaging Centers waiting on my first Mammogram and an ultrasound. My sister was a freakin riot as we texted back and forth while I sat naked from the waist up in a closet type room waiting for them to come and get me. Mammo, not so fun! Ultrasound, piece of cake!
Of course they do their work and send you on your way stating that your OB will be in touch. My OB office then called to check on me later that day and stated they would be in touch with me tomorrow once they got the report.
Key points in conversation at that point:
My Mom is a 9 year survivor of a form of Ductile Breast Cancer (my whatever it is, is located up high in the duct region)
OB stated it is palpable, meaning you can feel it and its visible to the eye.
He stated that the imaging tests may not detect it but we would go ahead and do them anyhow. I was good with whatever he wanted.
He stated that if it is a Fibroadenoma, most likely they are benign cyst and he would/could remove it in office under local. Worst case scenario and it is BC, it's the best kind because it is the earliest stage by far. Hence my Mom's 9 year survivor case :)
Bottom line he was GLAD I CAME IN!!

So then today came around. Really, I was nervous, but not worried if that makes sense at all. I actually got to deal with Dalton who caught some sort of stomach bug that kept us up all night. FUN, let me tell ya!
My OB called about 2pm and here are the key points as of now:
The mammo and ultrasound are "uninformative" to him, which he assumed they would be.
He then referred me to a breast surgeon that happens to be one of the highest ranked breast surgeons in the Kansas City area. Dr. Aime Jew at Menorah Medical Center
He said that because it is "palpable", visual to the eye, my mother's history, my dense breasts, the growth of the mass,lump or cyst in about one week and the fact that you can't detect it on imaging that I should be seen by a specialist. I totally agreed and felt really good after our talk.
So here I am...5:50pm Tuesday night...what a flipping day of every emotion starting with tired as hell from dealing with Dalton all night.
I wrote this and wanted you who is reading to know about this for two reasons; one being I am fine at this point! Please don't post that your praying or that everything will be fine, I am OK really! The Dr's are just very eager to detect and treat anything that is not normal, and two being...to do a self check, if you don't know how Google images on the computer it will show you, be observant, in other word's get to know your "girl's" I happen to "fondle" myself every night as I lay in bed while Russ is sleeping. I massage them, really thinking what a hoax it was, that I would most likely never know if something was "different". I knew that whatever I saw Thursday while in the shower, shaving my pit as I have done since I was 14ish..was new!
FYI: My appointment with the breast surgeon is schedule for Tuesday, November 16th at 9am. Until then....