I was so planning on writing one of those I can't believe they put me through all that for nothing posts, but it turns out it was not for nothing. I finally heard yesterday I have an early form of breast cancer, DCIS. It's non invasive, and I will survive, but I most likely need more surgery, and a mastectomy with reconstruction might be my best option. That was shocking to hear (and I don't know for sure that that's going to happen) but just thinking about it, I've decided I'm not willing to fight for a breast that's trying to kill me. I'm okay if it has to go; I don't need it to pedal my bike. I'm worried about it being painful, though. The next step is an MRI, but I still need to heal more from the biopsy, so it will be at least another week before we know what we need to do.

I have so much literature to read. It's like when you apply to college, and you get the big acceptance packet, only this isn't anyplace I applied to. I would have preferred the letter, but I guess this is where I need to be.

On the bright side, I'm so lucky. I easily could have ignored this lump, and it could have turned into something much worse. I have a wonderful life, lots of people who love me, and a lot of support. I'm also lucky to be in great shape. All that time in the saddle has made me really strong and fit. This will be hard, but it's nothing I can't handle.