As the world grappled with the pandemic, my experience in suburban New York mirrored that of many: confined to our home with my husband and two teenagers, we found ourselves in a routine of hand sanitizing, Zoom gatherings, board games, and endless Netflix marathons. Then came that fateful evening. While adjusting my sports bra during a binge of Diners, Drive-ins and Dives, I felt it—a lump.
In that instant, denial kicked in. Surely, I was overreacting. I had spent weeks diagnosing myself with COVID-19 at every cough or throat tickle. I recalled a conversation from the day before about a friend’s dental visit, lamenting how difficult it was to seek medical help amidst the chaos of the pandemic. I tried to brush it off. After finishing the episode, I performed my nightly routine, but when I undressed, I couldn’t resist the urge to check again. This time, tears flowed.
At 10 p.m., I sent a message to my doctor: “I think I’ve found a significant lump in my breast. My husband felt it too. I’m really scared (especially since this is the worst time for this to happen).” By midnight, her reassuring response came: “I’m sorry you’re scared. Can I see you in the office tomorrow? I’ll help you.”
The following morning marked my first venture outside in weeks, clad in a mask and hyper-aware of every surface I touched. I was the only patient in the office, and the doctor’s meticulous handwashing and use of sanitizer heightened my anxiety. As she examined me and made calls to specialists, I felt the weight of the situation. She couldn’t give me a hug, a reminder of the distance the pandemic created even in moments of vulnerability.
After leaving her office, I scrubbed my hands with disinfecting wipes, desperate to remove my mask and let my emotions out. I wished my body could hold off on needing medical attention until the chaos subsided. The fear of seeking help during a viral outbreak added another layer of dread.
In a normal world, my children would be in school, allowing me time to process the unsettling news that my doctor hadn’t dismissed my fears but had instead arranged for urgent tests. However, I had to put on a brave face the moment I returned home, shielding my kids from any additional stress.
Arriving at the breast center—a familiar place I had visited for two decades—I was met with heightened security and the eerie quiet of empty corridors. As I navigated the procedures, I couldn’t shake the feeling of isolation. There were no reassuring smiles, only masks obscuring faces, amplifying my loneliness.
The results were not what I had hoped for. When the doctor confirmed the lump was concerning, I was overwhelmed with gratitude that he was available during these times but also paralyzed by fear. Following the appointment, I wept in my car, the weight of my situation compounded by the pervasive anxiety of the pandemic.
I prided myself on resilience, having weathered storms like infertility and job loss. But as I awaited the biopsy results, it became clear that the compounded worry of a cancer diagnosis amidst a global crisis was taking its toll. When the doctor eventually called with the results—positive for breast cancer—I had to share the news with my mother from six feet away on her porch, a moment stripped of comfort and connection.
No longer could I rely on the support of friends and family; instead, I was met with solitude, evenings filled with news updates and reminders of our isolation. The pandemic robbed us of the simple joys of togetherness, leaving me to navigate this daunting journey alone.
Yet, as I prepared for surgery, I sought the silver linings—supportive texts from loved ones, my husband’s reassuring presence, and the bright smiles of my children that helped me find joy, if only for a moment.
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In summary, navigating a cancer diagnosis during a pandemic is a uniquely challenging experience filled with fear, isolation, and the longing for connection. As we confront these trials, it’s essential to recognize the importance of support, even if it comes from a distance.
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