My Fight with Breast Cancer

Today was my appointment for my breast biopsy.  I went to the radiologist’s office for my early morning appointment.  On the way there, my cousin Kristopher called me to chat and see how the weather is here in AZ.  We talked about his possible transfer from Michigan to Minnesota (what a move) and exchanged other pleasantries.  I didn’t mention my biopsy or it’s possible implications.

I arrived on time and was shuttled into a room where there was a padded table for me to lay on next to an ultra-sound machine.  I was told to undress and put a gown on.  Then, I laid on the table and waited for the doctor and nurse to come in.

First the doctor numbed my breast in several places with an injectable local anesthetic.  Then she showed me the device that she would use to collect the tissue sample of the mass in my breast.  It looked like a small gun-like device with a long hollow needle inside the “barrel”.  It kind of reminded me of the type of “guns” used to pierce ears, except the needle on this gun was pretty long.  She explained that she was going to ”shoot” the needle six times in my breast at different angles to get six different samples.  The ultra-sound was used to help her with the placement of the gun against my breast.  All together, the process took about 20 minutes.  When she was done, she placed a couple of butterfly shaped bandaids over the points of entry.  She collected the samples and prepped them to be sent off to a pathology lab to be analyzed.