OK, I admit it. I'm dense. No snarky comments from the peanut gallery, please.
My family has a history of breast cancer. Both my mother and my
brother had to have masectomies. Needless to say, the rest of us keep a close eye on things. Up until a year ago, I used to have to get mammograms every six months, as they were "keeping an eye on something". In January 2008 they said I could go back to once a year. My mammogram of a few weeks ago gave the powers that be some pause, and I went in for an ultrasound today.
The visit lasted about two hours, primarily because of the aggravation of my primary doctor's office not fax'ing over the right "presciption". I emphasized to the girl in the office that I needed both an ultrasound and a mammogram like the letter from the imaging place said. Only the ultrasound prescription was sent, so I had to wait while they got that.
So, I go through the mammogram and the technician said that the doctor may or may not want the ultrasound, depending on the mammogram results. The doctor ended up wanting me to have the ultrasound which doesn't hurt at all if you ever have to have one; they just smear gooey stuff on your chest and rub some kind of paddle-shaped object all over, all the while hooked up to this machine that makes weird noises like a laser burst from a Star Trek episode.
As for the results, the technician told me that I have some things there that are like cysts, but they are not cancerous. She also said my breast tissue was "very dense".
So, that's where the "I'm dense" thing comes in.
At least she didn't say the word "biopsy", because that was what I was afraid I was going to hear. I dodged the bullet this time.
So, now I'm back to every six months, with a "bicameral" mammogram, whatever that may be. I think a "bicameral" one must have been what I had today, and it just puts you in a weirder position with your boob flopped up on the counter, your arm around the side, and I swear they squish just a tad bit harder.
Ladies and men out there, keep up with your checkups. Don't put them off. Hopefully I'll still have a job in six months so I can keep tabs on this thing.