Because I'm tired of constantly bumping into the issue of breast cancer, the statistics on the mortality rate, how odious this cancer is, the "worst" of all types of cancer, crazy women who cut off their breasts preventively and other blah blah, I decided to tell you my story.
I had a lump in my left breast. I discovered it in 2007 by chance while I was taking a shower. I got a cold shiver. It was the size of a pea. Every time I took a shower, I checked it a little more, I got a little more stressed. I was 26 years old. That's it. I didn't know there were any cases of breast cancer in my family. I kept checking it for a while, for a while I got caught up in work and the hustle and bustle of multinationals, I forgot about it, going to the doctor scared me worse than the lump itself... and then suddenly I discovered, he kept telling me that my left breast was a little saggy and I couldn't feel the lump anywhere. I checked it and rechecked it and it was gone.
I forgot about it until I discovered NMG and explained my situation. And since I've explained it, let me tell you something that might help someone: in 2006, exactly 2 weeks after our wedding, my mother-in-law died. My husband called me to say that she had died standing up, in a pharmacy while she was standing in line to get some pills. She was 52 years old and suffered from a heart condition. The husband also had a grandmother who also died of a heart attack and about 2 other relatives, who also died of heart attacks. We also went to get tested and my husband, young as me, after 2 weeks of not knowing what was wrong with him, of carrying him by the hand on the street like a child after his mother's death, came out with heart problems.
Wow. Crazy EKG, very high cholesterol, I don't know what palpitations and other crazy things that I didn't even understand. Clearly GENETICAL! I told myself at the time. If the poor guy has heart problems at this age, it's clearly from his mother, grandmother and the rest of his relatives. We need to get tested often, to keep everything short! I was extremely worried about him.
For a while his tests kept coming back negative, then we got busy with work and kept postponing. Now he's getting an EKG for occupational medicine and it's coming out fine. The conclusion - the nodule was because I was very worried about his health for a while. Then it was dissolved and the breast was left a little loose because, I think, there is a small piece of tissue missing there.
Why left, even though I am right-handed? Because at that time I looked at it like my child (I didn't openly admit it, but subconsciously I think I saw it as a child). Conclusion 2 - I'm not necessarily saying to do like me, to ignore the possible knot, but be very careful which "doctors" you go to. You might also end up with lung problems from the fear of death, not just mutilated breasts. I wrote an article on this topic some time ago when my friends were attacking me and making me desperate with the Avon pink march. Maybe this will help someone too. Good health and don't forget, get rid of fear!
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