National Breast Cancer Foundation, Inc.

In January of 2008 I had my usual mammogram. Wasn't concerned until I was called back for "more pictures" as they say. I was reassured several times by warm and caring nurses, who must have seen the terror in my eyes, that this was very common and to try to remain calm. Yeah right!!! I had my extra pictures done, and was told they found something. I was told they thought it may simply be calcifications, but if they did a biopsy they would know for sure. Now came 4 weeks of waiting until the biopsy day. 4 weeks of hell! The stereostactic (?) biopsy was a much more positive experience then I expected. The nurses were kind, warm, comforting, informative and there for ME! I had a back rub, warm blankets, and polite casual conversation the entire time. I felt loved and cared for at a time when terror was picking at the back of my brain. My husband was outside sitting in the lobby wondering if all was well, and after the final mammogram pics and geting dressed and being sent on my way and meeting him outside in the lobby I saw the terror in HIS eyes. I felt then and there that this moment our lives would change forever.