when i went [to the doctor] in september, i already knew what he was going to say; it wasn’t that hard to join the dots. i had a third lumpectomy and had some pain afterwards. although the doctor thought that it could have been scar tissue, an mri found five more little papillomas.
i’m very embarrassed to say this now, but i didn’t make the decision to remove my breast. i needed time and i feel like i frustrated people around me who were obviously naturally very concerned about me. my mom’s a medic, and her attitude was, ‘there’s no malignancy, so just sit tight,’ you know? but my husband felt differently. he was worried that things could change.
it became like a political debate. one side was saying, ‘do it. do it. do it. do it,’ while the other side was saying, ‘well, it’s not malignant. you don’t look sick.’
it must have been difficult to even consider.
i suppose i had come to a place where there is no right or wrong. it was an unusual predicament to be in and now i can kind of reflect on it. there was no road map, no formula, no support group.
i did read a lot of cancer literature, but i didn’t want to insult those guys by calling them up, i wanted to be sensitive. but you know, when you have a mastectomy, it’s a loss regardless, isn’t it? it’s a massive loss.