Dr. Malone called me back at about 1:30 on June 20. I will always remember June 20. I could tell right away, she did NOT want to say it, I could hear the pain in her voice. The biopsy confirms that you have cancer. Ductal Carcinoma is what it was. The most common kind of breast cancer. She then gave me the names of a couple of surgeons (which we had previously discussed) and gave me the number for Dr. Chow. She told me to schedule an appt with the surgeon, and then we would go from there. I had received the recommendation of Dr. Chow from someone else- a woman that I found on a breast cancer online group. When I talked to Dr. Malone about Dr. Chow she couldn't say enough good things about Dr. Chow, but that she was very busy and hard to get into. I would not be able to do better than Dr. Chow. At least I had a path to follow, or well- at least I knew the next step on my path.
After hanging up the phone, I locked myself in the bathroom, sat on the floor and sobbed. Then after a few minutes, I wiped my tears and sent out a mass text to most of my family and friends. The message that would ruin everyones day. Then, I went to my home phone and unplugged it. It was hard enough to send a message on a phone, but I couldn't bear to hear people crying. Crying for me. Then I put on my happy face and really tried to enjoy the day. I need to enjoy my children and have fun with them before the ground falls out from underneath us.
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