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You read a news article several years ago with the story of a woman who wanted to raise awareness that a dent or dimple in the breast can cause cancer. I definitely think that woman rocks for raising awareness of this, because certainly it can be a sign of cancer… or something else. And, you just found one of these dents or dimples on your breast, and after looking at Google, maybe freaking out some, and then calling your doctor, you googled to try and find any first person accounts of that type of thing being caused by something benign.

And, you didn’t find much. And so now, you’re maybe freaking out just a little bit more.

Which, is how you as a person who doesn’t have one of our son’s rare genetic disorders and works in a field that doesn’t encounter them found me…

So, I am 47 and that picture above is a carefully edited picture of my boob so that it cannot be easily identified as such (I’m actually not really squeamish about showing more of the picture, but therapists and other professionals do read this blog so cropped it is), and I have marked the dimple/indent line that I observed three weeks ago. And, I did exactly what you did if google has led you here…and I found one first person anecdotal account of something like this being benign during the time I was searching before I finally decided google was freaking me out and closed the tabs because pretty much every other first person account I read was talking about how theirs’ ended up being caused by cancer.

And it was like pouring gasoline on my stress level and flipping a blow torch on it, if I’m being perfectly honest, and it took a lot of work for me to find my positivity and hang on tight. All I could think about were the people who needed me, who will continue to need me. And that may be something you are feeling the weight of also.

Today I was officially told that there was no cause for concern for me, and just driving home feeling that joy isn’t enough for me to fully punctuate this experience. I want to give you just one more positive story to hold onto to maybe keep the flames of stress at bay. Because I do know how much that helps to have a little bit of hope when you have to wait such a long time to get testing done. And if I hadn’t been willing to drive to a facility an hour from my house, I would have been waiting more than double three weeks, it would have been into July for any diagnostic appointments on my side of this metropolis.

I want to put my arms around you if you’re the hugging kind and hold you tight if that is the kind of wait you’re in for, because I know it doesn’t help. Since I can’t do that, I’m giving you my experience instead.

Yes, make that appointment and definitely get it checked out. Maybe it will be something that needs treatment, so it is so much better to be safe than sorry, and the quicker you catch something the better the outcome.

But, it definitely could also be nothing you need to worry about negatively impacting your health. So, virtual hugs from me! Hang in there, and maybe put the google down- on this subject at least- after you finish reading this.