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Breast Cancer Journey

Mary Margaret Lambert

Mar 22, 2023
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Not being up on the latest means of communication, I thought a “substack” was something to be ordered at IHOP with a side of bacon or sausage for breakfast. Now here I am, trying to maneuver through this new concept for a very unsteady maiden voyage.

Today, I received very unsettling news about my health. I have breast cancer, and I am numb with shock and disbelief. I have been diligent about my annual mammograms and when I had to return last year for a second time, I was afraid of the outcome. However, all was well, and I rescheduled for February 2023.

In July 2022, I experienced tenderness in my right breast, so I scheduled an appointment with a specialist. She reviewed all my images, did a thorough examination and found no cause for concern. After a prescribed regimen of vitamins and the passage of a few weeks, things improved and I forgot about it.

Fast forward to early February this year when I was again called back following my routine mammogram. (These masochistic tests must have surely been designed by a male!). I underwent a second mammogram and an ultrasound and was shocked when I got a call advising me that a biopsy was needed. I was told that I could drive myself to the procedure, but caring friends would have none of it, so one of them got the short straw and willingly accompanied me to the test.

Having needles injected into your boob is certainly good for a get out of purgatory card in my opinion. After it was over, I was instructed to apply ice packs every thirty minutes for the remainder of that day and take it easy. I followed the instructions exactly and had minimal aftereffects. All was going well, or so I thought.

When the call came from the pathologist, I heard the word “malignant” and experienced nausea and disbelief. The very word itself is nasty. Its definition means “evil in nature, influence, or effect.” If I malign someone, I “utter injuriously misleading or false reports about : speak evil of” that person. I was advised to see a breast surgeon, and am currently awaiting a call back from the nurse navigator to set this up. Apparently, the entire office staff goes for a two-hour lunch every day if I am to believe the automated phone messages heard. I am angry, scared, and trying to let “Jesus take the wheel” and get me though whatever comes next.

My own dear mother died of cancer at the age of fifty-nine, and this brings back a lot of disturbing images better left alone. They diagnosed her with metastatic cancer whose origin was her breast. Always flippant and brutally honest, when the doctor asked her is she was depressed about losing her breast, Mama replied, “Hell no. My breasts are now like Antarctica. Everybody knows where it is, but nobody wants to go there.” The doctor was taken off guard, to say the least. However, when they removed her breast, they learned she had a vicious internal melanoma and the surgical site never would heal. The nurse took me aside and told me to be prepared but not to act shocked when I saw the site. I did as I was told but that image is burned into my memory forever.

I will be posting about my journey because in the hopes that it may help someone else and also because writing is my best means of therapy and dealing with whatever life throws my way. After I threw up and had my pity party, I headed for my computer to write. It’s what I do and the only way I can cope. Please pray for me as I walk on wobbly legs along this bumpy road.

My consolation is the knowledge that I will have my husband, children, grandchildren, family and precious friends to support, love and care for me.

Mary Margaret Formosa Lambert, a native Nashvillian, is a graduate of St. Bernard Academy,
and attended the University of Tennessee in Knoxville, Peabody College and Nashville Tech. Formerly
the Office Manager and Controller for her family wholesale produce company until it closed in 1995, she
went to work for the Diocese of Nashville in 1997 and served as Facilities Manager and Executive
Assistant to the CFO for three years. In 2000, she became Vice-Chancellor for the Diocese, and
Executive Assistant to Most Reverend Edward U. Kmiec, 10th Bishop of Nashville. She remained in that
position to his successor, Most Reverend David R. Choby, 11th Bishop of Nashville until her retirement in
May, 2011
Her newspaper column, Pinch of Faith has been a regular part of the Tennessee Register for over
30 years, and she continues to write for every edition. Her first book, “Life Is Too Short To Wear Beige”,
is available at St. Mary’s Bookstore in Nashville and on her website; marymargaretlambert.com
She recently wrote her autobiography, “Mema’s Memories” for her family.
She is a charter member of Belmont College's Daughters In Family Business program; Nashville
Catholic Writers; former Parliamentarian for the Nashville Catholic Business Women’s' League; a
member of the Ladies of Charity and former Corresponding Secretary the Colonna Club of Nashville She
co-starred in “Listen To Your Mother” a live stage production at Tennessee Performing Arts Theatre in
April, 2016, and attended the Erma Bombeck Writers Conference at the University of Dayton in 2018 as
the only attendee from Nashville.
She has been married to her husband, Edward Joseph Lambert, Sr. 63 years, and they are the
parents of three married sons, and the grandparents of five grandchildren.

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Mary Adrienne
Writes Walking With My Brother
Mar 26

You'll be in my daily prayers, Mary Margaret. Thank you for jumping in here and helping us get started with your talent and resilient spirit. You're a blessing to us all.

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Elaine Davis
Mar 22

I’ll be praying for you Mary Margaret for strength and healing and giving thanks that medicine has come a long way in it’s solutions for breast cancer. Your first outing on Substack was a wonderful demonstration of your talent and tenderness and beautiful fighter’s heart. Congratulations.

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