Hello, I wonder if anyone would be kind enough to hold my hand? I’m out of my mind with worry.
I am 51. In June, I thought I noticed a change in my right breast. I worried about it for week or two and then I went to the GP. She examined me and said she thought it was nothing but to come back in six weeks to check again which I did. In the meantime, coincidentally, I was invited for my first mammogram which I booked an appointment for which by this time it was early August. Just before the mammogram, I had my next GP appointment and this time she said she would refer me to the breast clinic. She said their rules were to wait six weeks before a referral. Obviously I was worried by this a point. So I went for the screening mammogram and a few days later for the GP referral appointment. The consultant I saw did an ultrasound of my right breast where I thought I had seen a change. She said it was fine and nothing to worry about. I asked about the mammogram results. She tried to access them but couldn’t as they were still in the system and not available. She said that my breast tissue was dense and that many people are recalled particularly after a first mammogram so not to be surprised I was recalled but not to worry.
So I’m surprised to have now been recalled. I phoned the breast nurse yesterday. I know she wouldn’t be able to say much other than general stuff - she just started on about cysts and calcifications etc which confused me and worried me more.
My appointment is for next Tuesday. I’m scared. My MIL and a friend were both recalled for a mammogram and both were diagnosed with breast cancer. To put this into context, my mum died for cancer, not breast, some years ago and that experience has haunted me ever since. Whilst all this has been going on, my brother in law has been diagnosed with bowel cancer following screening and my dad has been diagnosed with terminal blood cancer and been given weeks/months the to live. And my DS is leaving for University in two weeks.
Does anyone have any experience or advice? I’m not eating or sleeping. There seems to be nowhere to turn. Next Tuesday seems an age away and I’m at breaking point. I can barely function.