Because my mother is a doctor, my usual lifestyle habits are very healthy.
Fitness from the age of 18, yoga, Pilates, jogging, mountaineering... I've tried it all. In 2019, a fitness swimming pool was opened near the unit, and I ran to get a card for the first time.
2022 is my third year of swimming. Yet in this year...
Is the lump cancerous?
"Hahahaha, it must have been misdiagnosed"
January 6, 2022, was supposed to be a normal day on my regular workout schedule. I completed the 1200-meter multi-position combination swim in 32 minutes and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
This is the case with any month of exercise in the last three years. 丨 Courtesy of the author
While applying shower gel, I suddenly felt a lump at 3 o'clock on the right breast. I was a little flustered, thinking about things and thinking about things, while taking a shower. In the slippery bathroom, my attention was long gone. With a "bang", I slipped, my eyes bulging with Venus, and my clothes wet. But this fall seemed to make me return to God, and I quickly made an appointment with the breast department of the top three hospitals.
Because the appointment is in a hurry, there are few numbers left to choose from. On the day of my visit, I could only face a male attending physician who was visually a few years older than me. He studied the lump for half a day and gave me a color ultrasound examination.
The results came out quickly. The suspicion was: "Inflammatory? ”
Ha ha. My heart was relaxed.
A question mark is better than a period, right? 丨 Courtesy of the author
In order to better identify and treat breast "inflammation", on the 7th, I went to a local hospital for a puncture.
On the 12th, I hummed a little tune and drove to the hospital to get the report, but I was told by the pathology department that I had to add a "xx group". I obediently complied.
On the 13th, my mother proposed: "Let's take the pathology slice to the cancer hospital to see." In the morning, the slices were sent over, and in the afternoon, the results were: "invasive breast cancer."
Seeing the results, my first reaction was: "Hahahaha, how can I get cancer, it must be misdiagnosed!" "Relaxed and comfortable, I just went home."
That night, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and I planned to go to the breast department of the specialized hospital in Beijing to confirm it. Unexpectedly, I actually made an appointment with the next day's number! That's nice. Maybe getting sick used up all my bad luck.
On the 14th, I took the pathological slice and began to go to Beijing to seek medical treatment.
Go to Beijing to see a doctor
I still think about the "big fish tank" in Gumou Water Town
The specialist hospital I was dating, the pathology department's note read "National Focus", which looked reassuring. I think there will definitely be no more "misdiagnosis" this time.
So on the way to Beijing, I happily planned: I would stop by Gumou Water Town and stay there for one night to make up for the regret of the previous day trip.
At that time, I was full of emotions, and I didn't know that my mother who knew medicine sitting next to me was silently crying in my heart.
In the hospital, after a long wait, it was finally my turn to see me. When I entered the clinic, I confided in the doctor: "I love sports and fitness, rest at ten o'clock every night, and never touch carcinogenic foods and items... If I still get cancer if I live like this, how will I live in the future? I could only eat big meat, drink big wine, and stay up all night every day. ”
The doctors laughed at me and told me that a few years ago they tried to study the factors that cause breast cancer and found that people of all personalities, habits, geographies, or work types could get sick. So they're currently more focused on how to treat the disease.
After the end of the various examinations that day, I hit the high-speed train directly home - of course, I have been playing in The ancient water town of Amway's mother, and I was dispelled by her sentence "I am sick, I don't hurry to treat and think about playing".
Ah, goodbye, ancient water town; goodbye, "big fish tank."
The big swimming pool in Gumou Water Town, which I call "Big Fish Tank", is too feeling. 丨 Courtesy of the author
The night before the operation
I cried three times for neinei not to see
The pathological results of the hospital in Beijing would not be available until several days later. And I decided to do surgery at the cancer hospital on my side of the house. So while waiting for the pathological results, we prepared for admission procedures and a series of preoperative examinations.
As a result, I found that over time, the lump was getting bigger with each examination report.
I think I'm going to have surgery as soon as possible. In this way, January 20, the day of surgery, was ushered in.
The day before the operation, the doctor had a preoperative conversation with my mother. The doctor proposed at the first time that breast protection treatment should be carried out. But because my lump is not in a good position, close to the nipple part, it may not be good to preserve the milk... After cutting the lump, only one layer of skin is preserved.
I had to give up the option of breast conserving, and because both breasts were relatively small, I decided to cut them all and stop making them.
The doctor's hand-drawn diagram to explain "breast preservation" made me laugh. 丨 Courtesy of the author
These days are full of all kinds of checks and formalities, and I can't care less about sadness. Only on the night before the operation, I suddenly realized that one of the two neinei who had accompanied me for decades was missing, and my heart was still very sad, and I couldn't help but cry.
Then I consoled myself: Just like a boy is born without a big neinei, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he suddenly had it? So the presence or absence of neinei is just a matter of habit, haha.
I remember that I cried out myself less than three times, which aroused my mother's emotions. She cried ugly and forced me to laugh. So I laughed and wiped her tears.
Well, it seems that this is a story that is only worth crying three times.
On the morning of the operation, the APP of the hospital in Beijing pushed my pathological results: "breast cancer".
With this reconfirmed result, I went into the operating room and was lucky enough to be the first to have the surgery.
I remember that the anesthesia teacher spoke to me very gently, which calmed my heart a lot. After taking some oxygen first, and then slowly adding the anesthetic, I fell asleep.
When I woke up after the operation, I felt no pain at all, and I thought that I was on the pain pump, but it was not - it was my thick skin, large nerves, and insensitive.
I spent one night in the ICU after the operation and successfully went through the process of exhausting, defecating, and urinating. Each step is a small step of oneself, a big step of healing.
Post-operative passion for the lottery
I'm going to buy a lottery ticket again
In fact, until the end of the surgery, I still feel trance, as if these things did not happen to me. I think it may be my optimism and self-confidence that helped me get through this seemingly difficult process with ease.
In order to prove that I really had this disease was "natural choice", I began to participate in various raffles after surgery, and achieved great results: 1 overlord meal, 1 small gift. I, who had always been insulated from the award before, actually began to "repeatedly win"?! So if this continues, is it possible to consider buying lottery tickets?
The 200 yuan overlord meal allowed me to have a good meal after I was discharged from the hospital. 丨 Courtesy of the author
Surgery is not the end point of treatment. So far, I have completed 3 postoperative adjuvant chemotherapy treatments.
This process is very interesting, I call it "upgrading to fight monsters" - each chemotherapy is to upgrade first, then fight monsters, during which you also have to pay attention to your own chemotherapy response and physical state. Take the reaction seriously and positively during chemotherapy, reduce bad feelings, and seize the time to exercise on the day of no chemotherapy to adjust the physical condition for the next chemotherapy.
Throughout the treatment process, I gradually felt that the treatment was actually a process of serious dialogue and gradual reconciliation between myself and my own body.
I've also been wondering, what exactly causes my illness? Is it a lifestyle, a living habit, a surrounding environment, or a genetics? I think, perhaps it is the result of a combination of effects.
But I believe that no matter what time, we must always adhere to a positive and optimistic attitude, a high spirit and down-to-earth exercise.
When the sickness came, I was high-spirited, my morale was uplifted, and the roses were fragrant.
After all, I'm going to live another 70 years!
Sharing personal experience does not constitute a diagnosis and treatment recommendation, can not replace the doctor's individual judgment of a specific patient, if you need to go to a regular hospital.
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Author: Ling Bo Ziyan
Editor: Duoduo, Daitian Doctor
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