So.
I had felt an issue with my left breast about three months ago. Instead of a 'lump' it felt more like a whole in my upper left breast area, and it was tender to the touch. I was in for a dermatologist follow up appointment and causally asked her if she might take a look and offer a any insight as to what she thought. She felt around but said she did not feel a lump. I calmly told her its not a lump, but more like a divot. She suggested I go in and speak with my primary care doctor. So I went in to see her. The dermatologist said my primary would be the one to order a scan or x-ray...
I despise my primary care doctor. All she has ever done for me is talk about my meds, make sure they get refilled, and maybe listen to my heart or lungs, over my shirt. I don't think she has ever touched me except a handshake one time about two years ago. I am working on getting my doctor switched to another primary care NP (who I have heard about, from others, that she is the best and extremely thorough in her exams) Anyway I sure did waste my time going to see her. She did ask me to remove my shirt. She then stood about 3 feet away from me and stared. She then walks over and presses and moves her hand down my armpit area. She said I was fine and told me to check out at the front desk after putting my shirt back on.
Now its about three months later and I find a spot on my right breast that bleeds without being cut. It is sensitive at times. I make an appointment with another dermatologist, who had an opening. I go into to see her about a rash I have that wont go away completely. The assistant who called me into the room went over my history and meds. Then asked about the rash. She marked in my chart my concerns that the powder I had, was not cutting it and I wanted something better. She asked me to disrobe and handed me a folded sheet.
When the NP came in she again went over what I told the assistant. But I added the spot on my right breast. She asked me to raise my shirt up a bit. She took one look at it and immediately turns around and grabs the lighted magnifying lens off the wall. She gets in close and looks for another second and says that I will need to have that biopsied today. She asked if I had skin cancer before. I tell her no. She tells me it is good I mentioned the part of my skin that bleeds without being cut open. That is an important clue, that something is going on.
She then takes a quick look at my rash and says she has a cream that will work much better than the powder. She tells me to get dressed and they will be back in for the biopsy. I put my pants on and decide to remove the shirt, even though I wasn't told to do so. They came back into the room and from that point on it was like two bumble bees swarming around the room. They were poking me, scrapping me and then gave me a tiny round band aid.
So.
I might have cancer.
The results will be back in a few days. That is going to be a lifetime, or seem like it. BTW I know two men in my life, not related to me, that have breast cancer. One had both breasts removed.