September 18th, 2012, the phone rings. “We found an unidentified cluster on your breast that we want to look at again. It’s not a big deal,” they say, “nothing to worry about,” they say, “but could you come in for a follow up mammogram? We want to double check something.” All they said may be true, nothing to worry about, no big deal, but whatever the outcome no one wants to hear there is something in their body that wasn’t there before.
Initially, I wasn’t going to tell my husband. He had been so stressed over school, the one he taught and the classes he was taking, I didn’t want to stress him out more. This could be no big deal. Lots of people are called in for a second mammogram. My mom has been called in many times, it's usually nothing.
I told him. I know it added to his stress, but he needed to know. We both went into town on September 22nd for a second mammogram. I couldn’t believe I had to do this again.
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