Receiving unexpected news about your health can be daunting. I experienced this firsthand when I received a call from the lab regarding concerning results from my first mammogram. At that moment, I was cradling my three-month-old baby and desperately sought reassurance from the calm-voiced representative on the other end of the line. However, her responses were a mix of “Yes,” “No,” and “Try not to worry too much,” leaving me with more questions than answers.
Following the initial call, I underwent a second mammogram, an ultrasound, and subsequently found myself in a dimly lit, nondescript private waiting area. The atmosphere was heavy as a radiologist and a caseworker entered to discuss my results. Their presence indicated the seriousness of the situation. As the doctor began to explain the findings, mentioning two spots on my scans that could indicate invasive ductal carcinoma, I felt a rush of confusion and fear.
In my nervousness, I blurted out, “You seem really nervous!” which made the doctor blush, making me feel a sense of empathy for him. “I’m not nervous!” he quickly responded. I pressed on, “Well then I’m nervous! On a scale of 1 to 10, how bad is it?” This question elicited laughter from the caseworker and an even deeper blush from the doctor. He reassured me, “On a scale of 1 to 2, as you might say, it’s not very bad.” When I inquired about the worst-case scenario, I was relieved to hear he believed it could be as mild as Stage 0 or Stage 1 cancer.
With some humor lightening the mood, we scheduled my double biopsy appointment. I jokingly asked if I could bring a mix of hardcore rap music for the procedure, which they agreed to, albeit under the assumption I would use ear buds.
The biopsy experience felt somewhat like taking my car in for maintenance. I lay on a plastic table with my breast positioned for the procedure, feeling both anxious and relieved at the same time. I needed to crack jokes and ask questions to ease my tension, yet also wanted to zone out. I placed my iPod beside me, cranked up the volume, and asked the compassionate nurse to quietly narrate the highlights of the process while giving me space.
As the doctor worked to the beat of Nicki Minaj’s “Anaconda,” the nurse provided comfort by squeezing my arm during the less pleasant parts. Afterward, they allowed me to photograph the sample collected from my breast—an odd sight resembling mouse brains.
When I returned home to care for my baby, I held onto the belief that, regardless of the outcome, I wasn’t going to succumb to cancer before my child learned to walk. Just four business days later, I received the news: I did not have early-stage breast cancer. This experience served as a sobering reminder that as I age, calls with unsettling lab results may become more frequent. However, I take solace in my ability to challenge medical professionals to communicate in a way I can comprehend, and I learned that the right playlist can provide comfort during stressful times.
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In summary, facing a mammogram with uncertain results can be an overwhelming experience, but understanding the process and seeking clarity can alleviate fears. Keep communication open with your healthcare providers, and remember that humor and music can be powerful tools for coping.