As You Read This (Revisited)

I went to the breast surgeon today.

I walked into my appointment with my hands shaking and a lump in my throat.

I walked out with an appointment for surgery on October 15.

I looked my doctor right in the eye and said, “I want a biopsy.”

He looked right back and said, “that’s probably a good idea.”

When the doctor at my follow-up ultrasound on August 23 told me that the lump was most likely a fibroadenoma, I accepted it.

I accepted that I’d probably be going to follow-up ultrasounds twice a year for the rest of my life (or until the lump went away on its own).

Then, a blog reader named Erica changed my mind with just one comment.