Typical Thursday...work, shower, and find a lump...

I will remember it for the rest of my life...and not in the good way I will remember things like the births of my children, or Christmas with my family...but in a way that makes my heart sink. I was rushing around, as usual. It was 3:00pm on Thursday June 17th and I had just left one job to get ready to go to the next. I was in the shower and something just didn't feel normal. I found a fairly big lump in my right breast that, I swear, must have grown overnight. First thought...I don't have time for this! Honestly, that was my first thought. In my head I already knew I was going to be headed to get a mammogram, ultrasound and MRI...just for them to tell me it was probably some cyst that got enlarged from breast feeding some months ago...and I just didn't have time to slow down right now. I had only been in my own place for 4 months, and I couldn't afford to take time off work for all of that. And after that first couple seconds of random thoughts faded away, my rational side kicked in. Of course I was going to call the doctor first thing in the morning and go through the steps I needed to. It's hard to ignore things like this when your family history stares you in the face everyday. My mom was only 34 years old when she was first diagnosed with breast cancer, and then 42 when it re-occurred on the other side. She is one of a long list of Aunts, Cousins, Great Aunts, etc. that have gone done the breast cancer road. And, knowing my family history from an early age, I had already gotten the BRAC Gene Testing done. I was 22 years old when I found out that I was 87% pre-determined to develop breast cancer in my lifetime due to a mutated gene. That information is hard to wrap your thoughts around, but in my mind I still had time...hell, I was in my twenties, I just had a baby 10 months ago, I was just transitioning into a very independent, wonderful part of my life...of course I had time, it's not like this could be cancer...So, I got dressed, and headed off to work my 9 hour shift at the bar, not really thinking about the WHAT IF's.