I was brought into a Care Nurse. She explained to me that I was getting X-rayed and then I might be getting an ultrasound, I might be getting a needle biopsy and I might be getting a core biopsy. It all depended on what they found;

They got me in for my needle and my core biopsy, which was the first time I’d ever had it. The needle wasn’t too sore but the core biopsy was like a kind of a pellet gun that they put over my breast and that was quite sore. And I remember crying and one of the Nurses bringing me, the only thing she had was paper towels which was such a shame I thought. And I remember being terribly aware of myself staring at a picture of some kind of a medical thing or something on the wall and I remember going, when I was upset, going out of the room I thought “Why didn’t they have a nice picture of flowers or something to look at whenever were in that situation”, it was so kind of distressing.

So I went out and waited and then they called me back again into the room. No, first of all they called me to a Doctor and the Doctor sat me down and she showed me X-rays and she referred to these little white specks on my x-ray. Now all I could see were white pin pricks on the breast, she said “These denote changes” and, after my questions, she said “until proven otherwise they could be cancer.” But she said they only denote changes and it is calcifications of the breast. And she said “I’m going to send you out again to get a needle and then a biopsy and you should be getting your results today of your needle”.

And then I went on Friday and I got the second biopsy and that’s when she said DCIS definitely, that second one. She did definitely say it when I got the second biopsy results. Yes. And then she gave me the operation date.

And in the operation they would be taking out the DCIS;

Yes, that’s what they were taking out and then they were going to send it to the Pathologist who would tell me if it was cancerous or whatever.

So they sent it off to the Pathologist and then they told you that was all benign?

Yes, they told me it was benign. That was the word they used ‘benign’ and I thought “Oh great”. And the Doctor seemed very happy and we seemed very happy and she said “I won’t see you until three months”, so I was delighted.

I mean is it not better to know what you have? Is it not the worst thing to not know you have breast cancer, it must be terrible, it’s better to know you have it. I mean look at me, I only had three millimetres. I don’t know how they spotted that, it was so tiny but you know, if it stops me getting it worse, I’m so happy. I mean I’m so lucky. I keep thinking I’m so lucky. And I do count my blessings, you know. It’s funny, at the time you just think “Oh, this is the worst thing in the world” but then you realise, when you come out, you know through it all, you realise “Gosh, I’m so lucky”. You know, I’m saying that so often and you know, all my friends and my family are so good to me and everything. I’m just blessed you know. I never thought I could come out of breast cancer.

You know, from the very beginning I didn’t, you know, I couldn’t believe that I had breast cancer but the more I meet people, the more I read and the more I, you know, hear about it, is that I’m very lucky. They’ve caught it at the beginning and thank God for breast screening because they would never have got it;

Well I’ve always gone for my cervical smear and I always thought it would be better to be safe than sorry. And I just thought no, I didn’t have any problems going because I just thought this is for me. In fact my father, who has passed away, was a doctor and my brother’s a doctor so were kind of felt, you know I’ll do the right thing medical-wise [laughs]. So I wanted to keep it up, I just wanted to do exactly the right thing. There was no question of not going.

You went in the building next door and then went left and I remember being given a form to fill in, this questionnaire "have you ever had anyone with breast cancer?" et cetera and I filled in all this;

And then I was shown into a small corridor-like room where there was a bench and I sat down with a few other people and I remember opposite me there were changing rooms. And I sat down and waited and then I was called to go into one of the changing rooms, put on a gown, which I did. And then I was brought into the mammogram room and I remember they took about 5 or 6, it seemed to be a good few X-rays of my breasts, both breasts. It didn’t seem very sore, just uncomfortable. And I remember going out again and changing and thinking to myself well "that will be three years before I will be back here", you know, that was nothing.