About a couple of weeks ago I noticed my left breast was swollen. It was sudden, just looked like that one day. I ignored it, figuring it would go away by itself. At one point I looked at it and thought ‘Huh, it looks kind of like an orange.”
On Wednesday I googled it.
All the posts said cancer. Specifically inflammatory breast cancer. My breast looked like the photos.
I cried. My mum cried.
We booked an urgent appt for yesterday (Thursday). The dr there examined me and referred me to the breast clinic. I asked her what she’d found. “No lumps, but thickening of the skin and the orange peel look.”
My mum burst into tears again.
I’m just coming out of the worst fight of my life with severe premenstrual dysphoric disorder. It took years, decades of my life and I ended up having my ovaries removed 18 months ago. It cured me. I finally had a life.
I can’t do that kind of fighting again.
I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I can’t focus on anything. All I can think about is death and how my life has been a complete waste. I’m 34.
I normally avoid forums as I’m autistic and have trouble interpreting what other people say but I am desperate and utterly alone. I don’t really have any friends or much family. I have POTS so going anywhere, even for a walk, is very difficult for me.
Please please talk to me, and keep talking to me. Please reassure me. I can’t bear this.