The News

The news today has been a flood of emotions. Why, how, what now? 

As Brian and I hear that the lump I detected in my breast is, in fact, malignant... it's with little, if any reservation that I decide to battle this head on with everything I have.   And what I have is the option to choose the most aggressive approach. 

Why?  Because I know cancer.  Who doesn't?  We've all seen it, known someone, or done the walks.  But, until now the pink ribbons and "live strong" lingo hasn't been mine.  And with 4 beautiful children who I have to explain this to, "aggressive" is the only path that gives me peace.

The doctors tell us it's DCIS.  Doctor speak = Ductal carcinoma in situ.  Essentially, a lump found within a  milk duct.  I  found it in a self exam, prompted by symptoms among which include a little pain at the site.

But, I'm 39 and not even scheduled for a mammogram for another year. 

I have a handful of doctors who I've worked with over the last 5 years at Astra-Zeneca.  I'm humbled by how  quickly they rally to get me immediate results and an appointment with an oncologist next week.  Monday will come soon enough.

For now though, I have to share the news with those of you who love me. Sharing my story...makes it more real, especially hearing the fear in your voices and messages.

Still, inexplicably....I have peace.