Christina Soletti
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October 12, 2016
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I’ll never forget that January day in 2013 when I was in the shower and noticed something very wrong with my left breast. If I turned in just the right light, there was a dime-sized dimple. However easily ignored it could have been, I gasped and I just knew. My heart sank. I had a 3-month-old baby and my father-in-law was losing his 17-year, brave battle with prostate cancer. This couldn’t be happening now. Not with my wife, Jill, out of town, struggling with what would be the end of her father’s life.
I called my doctors at Pink Lotus Breast Center right away. After all, it was just about time for my yearly check-up. I made the appointment for the beginning of the following week, upon my wife’s return.
As soon as Jill came home, I told her about my appointment and showed her my concern, to which she replied, “I don’t even really see what you’re talking about.” But I saw it. And it was never there before.
Since I do not have a history of breast