View from Hickory Heights: Thinking pink in October
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. How does this affect me? It was in May 2011 that I was diagnosed with breast cancer. What a disaster that was! I had my routine mammogram. I went faithfully — every year. I know that you are allowed to go two years, but that was not my policy. I waited in the room off to the side of the mammography suite. I was still in my pink paper garment. The doctor who read the scan walked in. That was unusual. He told me that I had a suspicious mass in my left breast. It was like someone punched me in the gut. I had been with my husband when ...