While I can’t recall the exact timeframe that I felt an abnormality in my right breast, I do recall asking my husband to touch my boob.
“Come here. Can you touch my boob? Does it feel different?”
While my husband obviously didn’t need an invite to grope my boobs, he wasn’t thrilled to have to feel for something in particular. See, one of his biggest fears is that he has cancer…and is dying. Or someone has cancer..and is dying. I swear any ailment he has = cancer. Ok, so I may be exaggerating a tad, but I’m not that far off.
I recall him feeling the area that I had concerns with and just kind of saying, “I don’t know. I mean maybe? What am I supposed to feel?”
I believe this timeframe was around late fall, early winter. I know I continued to feel something on the outside of that right breast and eventually over Thanksgiving break, I asked my sister-in-law, a nurse practitioner to feel it as well. Her palpation of that area was really tender to which I was thinking, “YES! That’s a good thing!”
Cancer doesn’t hurt…right? Right??
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