For those of you that don't know, here's a quick run down of everything that happened up until October 6th.
I was the middle of recruitment, September 11th to be exact. It was between parties, and all of the sudden I felt a small, hard lump on my chest. Later that day, I also felt a small lump right above my collar bone. I immediately called my mom and started freaking out because any time you hear of a lump your first thought is cancer (at least for me, miss hypochondriac). All of my friends calmed me down and told me it was nothing, but I didn't feel right.
The day after, I went to urgent care. The lady at urgent care was a complete idiot. She actually had to leave the room to "check up her anatomy" and see if there were lymph nodes in my chest. I pictured her running to the computer and looking it up on Google. Come to find out, there are. She prescribed me a million different medications including a viral nasal spray, antibiotics and steroids. I didn't fill them because I thought she was an idiot.
Next, I decided to test my luck at Olin (the free health clinic at Michigan State). The doctor put me in a spell of crying because she had mentioned that this could be some sort of Lymphoma. She ordered a plethora of blood and urine tests, as well as a biopsy from a local surgeon. I went to the surgeon the same day who assured me that it was not Lymphoma and to come back and follow up in about two weeks.
Two weeks went by and my symptoms only got worse. I started to have extreme pain in my chest and back. My fatigue increased dramatically and motivation was rapidly declining. My left breast grew to be two times the size. The veins on my left side were popping out. I knew something was wrong.
When I saw that surgeon two weeks later, he knew he messed up. He ordered a biopsy another two weeks later. My mom finally decided that we should probably find another surgeon.
We got a biopsy of the lump in my chest the next day. The next week, the results came back. Now we are at October 6th, 2016.