by Tomeka Jack-Myree

Created on: August 13, 2008

It had been a great year. I had just gotten married to my soul mate and still feeling the high from sharing such a great moment with friends and family. My new husband and I were basking in the joy of marriage making plans for us and our teenage son and trying to have a baby. I was jumping for joy because I had finally finished my coursework and was ready to start my comprehensive exams. Things were quite picture perfect; exactly what I had been visualizing, praying and expecting my life to be. My world was right on track until November 2008 when I was debating on whether to go to the doctor to see why my left breast nipple was inverted. Part of me thought "well maybe it is just something I have never noticed before" or "maybe this is a symptom of pregnancy". I figured why not just wait and see. Consciously I was not worried, but unconsciously my mind must have been forcing me to consider this, because I brought the breast change to the attention of my mom and my husband. They both unanimously said go get it checked. So I made an appointment with my general practitioner and without any thought of a real problem went for my appointment.

At my doctors appointment I was examined. She took a culture of the discharge from my nipple and then the doctor told me to go to have a mammogram. She did not appear too concerned and neither did I so I made an appointment for my mammogram. I was a little nervous because this was my first mammogram, so my mom told me about what it would feel like and asked if I wanted her to go. I said no. I will be fine. I completed the mammogram and then was asked to wait and then I was asked to do another set of pictures. This made me think a little because I thought this can not take this long. Finally they told me that they found calcium build up on my left breast and two fibrocystic spots on the right. They then had me schedule a biopsy; which made me even more unsure what this all meant. I went home and spoke with my mom, read a little about the biopsy and looked up what my results meant. I was still feeling positive that this was just some changes to my body; nothing serious.

On the day of the biopsy my husband and I went to the office; positive not even considering anything that could be a problem. I kept thinking "hey I am healthy, I take care of my body" I was still positive as I went in to this room with three people, a monitor and a great big needle. I was able to watch the biopsy; which I thought was so neat and exciting. After the

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