I was 45 years old when I was playing with our new kitten and it scratched my left breast. I rubbed it and felt a lump. I was terrified. I told a friend about it, she said not to wait and to get it checked. I made an appointment to get it checked and another appointment for a mammogram.
Stories of Hope
Last January, less than a week before my 35th Birthday, I found a lump. Two days later I had my first doctor appointment, then a mammogram, ultrasound and a biopsy. About a week after the initial appointment, comes the call. The call that I was sure would be the “all clear” instead was “you have breast cancer.”
In June of 2008 at the age of 41, I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer after my second mammogram. I was married with two young children.
In 1992 I was 35 years old and a mother of three young kids and the holidays were fast approaching. It’s that special time of year that brings joy and laughter but this December was different. I had a doctor appointment to check the lump I had for the past three months, I was told from another physician that it was cyst.
My name is Solveig and I was diagnosed with Stage 1 Triple Negative Breast Cancer in 2013 at the age of 31. My daughter was two at the time of diagnoses. I underwent a double mastectomy with reconstruction right before Christmas that year and finished chemotherapy in 2014.
I’ll never forget the day I received the call. I couldn't concentrate, I couldn't work – I could only anxiously await the confirmation I had breast cancer. It was a month before my 35th birthday. I had been a wreck waiting the four days for my results.
