Not ever within my life does I think that I could be identified having breast cancer. This never intersected my head as I saw my mom struggle her own battle with it and then, have died four years later once being diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Years afterwards, my sister could be diagnosed with breast cancer. Residing in another state, I did not witness her fight, but I had been get over with similar fear and depression that I got got with our mother.
I didn't examine myself regularly, but once I had I seriously didn't know what I was looking for. Has been I feeling the "fatty" tissue or perhaps has been I feeling something which I would be worried about?