My tits my boobs my lumps

As women, we are all aware of the big BC, breast cancer. We are told, warned and advised to always check our breasts for lumps and bumps and anything unusual. Once you have them, you should be checking them and I always did although being a young woman (32 as I write this) I never actually expected I would find anything.

One day after a lovely warm bath, I checked my boobs as I always do, (I enjoy my boob appreciation time), expect this time I did feel something to my surprise, it was different. I felt a lump in my right breast. I guess I always thought boobs were a bit lumpy anyway so how would you know if you had a lump. The key here ladies is to always touch and feel and be familiar with your own so that if something shows up you will know the difference. I knew this was definitely different.

I did not panic right away, as many of my young friends had had lumps too and got them checked out and turned out to be nothing insidious or worrying at all.

My sister is Doctor so I called her first and she reassured me it was probably nothing too. However I was a little worried, as much as I did not want to admit it to anyone especially not to myself. So I asked her if she would examine me. Having a doctor in the family can be very useful and she's use to family and friends asking her questions and seeking medical advice. I was not usually part of that crowd but on this occasion I was very grateful I could go to her.

So I went over to my big sister's house, the family doctor. I hung out with my four year old niece for a while, who is always so pleased to see me.

Then the time came for my sister to check out what I had found. She did and she felt what I had felt too and she said it's probably pretty normal but advised me to book an appointment with a non-related doctor right away, so I did.

I'm live in UK and we have the glorious NHS so I called my gp and got a referral appointment for the following week to the breast clinic.

The day had arrived, fours days after my 32nd birthday, not the birthday surprise I was hoping for. I literally thought I be going in to get checked the same as my sister did and have a specialist opinion.

So here's what happened, I choose to share my little story partially for my younger female friends, it's not so terrible however I was not prepared at all, so I hope this will be of some help and comfort for you if you ever find yourself in a similar circumstance.

The first doctor I saw was male surgeon, a had a lovely butch looking nurse with short pinky red hair escorted me to the room and stayed inside as I laid on the table topless with my arms up as he examined my breast. I felt completely safe and comfortable. The doctor then confirmed to me that he did feel a lump in my right breast and then revealed he also felt another in my left breast!

Two for the price of one!

What next?

I didn't really know what I felt to be honest I just wanted to know that it was nothing and I'd be absolutely fine.

I then had to go to another part of the hospital to see another doctor who would do an ultrasound on both my breast to see what they could see through the X-ray like technology. I had a different nurse call my name at this point and took me to the room with two female doctors professional but not very warm and to be completely honest, I almost felt like a piece of meat laying down waiting to be prodded (this came later on my visit).

The nurse this time older than the one before although wearing a mask had a caring in her eyes, gave me the instruction again to take everything off on top. Complimented me on my bright pink bra to which I replied 'thank you I like to keep things light and bright' she smiled at me.

On the new bed now I lay sideways as the doctors pours gel on my boob and starts pushing down hard with the ultrasound scanning machine and on the screen I see my boob not a baby. I though it was funny. It's not painful just a tad uncomfortable. Then the other side. Finally this is over the two female doctors mutter to them selves as if I'm not there and then they tell me it's time for a mammogram and they'll see me shortly after.

I had heard of mammograms before but I had no idea what it actually was and what it was for. It's basically an X-ray machine that take pictures of your boobs. Or as I'd like to call it "squish your boobs selfie machine".

Now I was being seen by someone new, I was now in stylish hospital gown and starting to feel a bit sorry for myself as waited in a little room to be called in for more squishy boob pics. The lady practitioner talked me through the process, said I may feel the pressure of the squish, (I thought I've had kinky boob play I'll be fine). She needed more pictures because as I'm so young and fertile my breasts were rightfully full of glands which made them 'dense' as she put it, to see anything clearly. We did the mammogram, it hurt a little on the left and then the tears followed.

What was next was the part I really was not expecting. A biopsy on both lovely lumps in both breasts. I won't get into the details of that but what I will say is, I did not feel a thing during the procedure however I was left bruised and in a bit of pain for about a week.

So it's been a week now of anxiety and distraction awaiting my results and I await a phone call from the doctor at 2:15Pm. As I write this it's 1:31 pm. I'll come back here in a moment!

The moment happened, the phone call happened, the results are in. It's all fine not the big BC luck for me. A wash of relief came over me as the doctor spoke the words I had been hoping and praying to hear.

I'm left with nothing but gratitude for all that helped and for my lovely lady lumps. Don't be worried or afraid if you do find something, it's ok. As in my case it my be nothing but hormonal changes in your glands. In the case that is not, early detection can and will save your life. So touch yourself up ladies! Big boobs, small boobs, all breasts.