From a very early age, I knew breast cancer was in our family. My maternal grandmother died from breast cancer at 62. Eight years ago my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer at 64. Her younger sister was diagnosed at 62 a couple of years earlier.
Luckily, for both my mother and her sister the lumps were detected early via mammogram. Both had lumpectomies followed by radiotherapy. They did not need chemotherapy. Mum's sister had her treatment in England and it's been interesting comparing notes.
I've had mammograms every two years from the age of 40. I'm reconciled to the fact that my family history puts me at high risk. I've expected the same scenario as my mother and aunt.
In August 2005, aged 50, I found a lump. The tests revealed stage 3 breast cancer. I had a mastectomy followed by chemotherapy and radiotherapy.
I was asked if I wanted a genetic test and was sent forms to fill in about my family history. They were very comprehensive and required details of deceased family members going back generations: cause of death and age etc.
I definitely needed my mother's help - it stretched her memory too! I sent off the form and some time later was informed that I was eligible for genetic counselling and that I could also bring my mother. The counsellor spent a couple of hours with us describing the process of the genetic test: what would happen, the samples required.
Afterwards, I received a letter summarising the meeting.
After the genetic test, I had to wait three months for the results. It was constantly on my mind. I faced the thought of having the other breast removed and possibly a hysterectomy. I felt pretty sure the tests would come back positive.
When the counsellor phoned, the news was that I did not have a gene mutation, nor did my mother! We were so relieved but absolutely dumbfounded. We were told that we'd remain on the database. As the process of genetic testing improves, then we'd be kept informed.
I've been very impressed with the whole process including my treatment - all through the public system. I've had wonderful support from my husband Kevin, my son James (12 at the time) and my friends and colleagues.
The biggest support came from mum, who not only went through breast cancer herself but then dealt with watching me go through it plus worry of thinking she'd passed on a faulty gene - not that breast cancer is ever anyone's fault.
I can't thank her enough for her love and support.
--Jacqui
