The second Saturday in May2007 is when I went to the doctor, because I had found a small "cyst" in my right upper chest. I found the "cyst" just two days prior, Thursday, late in the evening, and made the first available appointment Friday morning. The day of the appointment, Steve went with me because I was so concerned.
The doctor was pleasant enough, and seemed to settle my concerns, telling me to "stop touching the cyst". I came into the office with a big black X on the "cyst" because it was so small and hard to find. Because the doctor could move the "cyst" around, he was sure it was nothing, maybe a small cyst or something related to or surrounding my period. Doc wanted me to stop touching it, and come back to be seen after my next period.
I remember being so relieved, I think Steve was too. I went on with my weekend, even going out of town to northern Virginia to visit my girlfriend. Little did I know that this visit was the beginning of many to come. Little did I know, this was the beginning of my battle against cancer.
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Tiff- So hard to believe that it's been a year already! I'm so glad that you have the worst behind you. Wanted you to know I still check this site frequently and that you are in my thoughts. Hope you visit again soon! Love ya, JENN
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