Although I’m not a good writer but never mind! ? Sharing your life experiences with others already makes you a good one. I will start my blog with one of an incident which made me think of my life as an experienced doctor. ??
Your limitation-its only your imagination
Yes! Along ago when I was 11 years old I was diagnosed with right breast Phylloid Tumor. This took a turn when I was studying in school and was in 5th standard. Everything was normal, suddenly I felt that my right breast was growing abnormally which wasn’t a good sign. This was very strange for me as I was a child and children of that age would’ve never understood this condition, so my mother and my grandmother took me to various hospitals. That was a tough time, roaming here and there, running to different hospitals, different people’s advice took me to roam every corner and nook of Lahore ?? people it was really a tough one! As i was the first one to be diagnosed with breast tumor at a very young age which was unbelievable for doctors too. This left them with a shock that how a girl in fact a child girl would develop such kind of disease at a very young age. So I started with the blood tests advised by the doctors, different kind of medical examinations:
I am going to write this but seriously I don’t wanna offend anyone but this was my personal experience. I don’t want to judge anyone or any kind of medical authorities but this was my story. So starting from my regular and routine tough check ups. I was called another day for my medical examinations. Let me tell you people that I was gone through the most difficult phase of my life. It wasn’t the school part but this was utterly bad and painful which was a (Mammogram) in which your breast is kept between two plates and it is seriously pressed very strongly and a lot of pressure is applied to it and a scan is done to check whether the result is positive or negative. Yes I was a child and I cried badly but my grandmother was beside me to console me ❤ After two days I was called to the hospital for results and it was true I was diagnosed with breast tumor .The doctor’s profession is nothing but a money making machine. They were not assure of what was the exact problem I was diagnosed with. They were to cut of my right breast totally. They were not letting me out of the hospital and they were like ‘Stay or you will die with this’ This was very hurting for my parents and everyone in the family of course I was the most loving one in the family and the most pampered one. Everyone was shaking and was much worried for me and I was just looking at them and wondering “What are they up to” because I was unknown to the condition. Criticism comes when ill tell you about a worst condition which was unknown to me that Mammogram is a medical exam which is just done for the women aged 40 and above. This was the assurance and medical training Pakistani doctors had for me at that time. Of course I am not blaming all professionals but some of them which doesn’t know about these things.They aren’t trained at all. They just need to make money. I’ll tell you people something funny ? That these type of doctors are passed in their examinations by understanding nothing and giving bribes and their so called protocol which is very common worldwide and of course in Pakistan.
My father who wasn’t in Pakistan at that time, when he was told about whole situation, he came to Pakistan and took me with him to Kuwait. Kuwait, where I was born. I was taken to hospital for my problem. First of all I got the best doctors ?⚕️?⚕️ and I thanked GOD for this. They looked into the file I was again examined with different medical examinations and the medical board was really shocked that how doctors can give me a mammogram which wasn’t suitable for me at all. Then I went through one more painful procedure and that was Biopsy. It is a procedure in which a big needle is inserted to the infected area and a sample is taken from that area. I still remember that when it was going on I kept on crying yet everyone consoled me and the funny part was that I was still crying and crying until it was finished and the doctor looked at me and told that it is finished long ago why are you crying? ???.I was admitted in the hospital and was examined in detail. Very next week when I got admitted the results came and it was a Phylloid Tumor which was totally curable. My parents were always by my side ? My mother, of course a mother-daughter duo is very strong one she was really scared and worried for my surgery. I was gone through a surgery of 3-4 hours in which they took out the tumor from the infected area and cut it to take the cancerous tumor out of me. They just took it to the right way with excellent treatment. I was cured perfectly (Allhamdullilah) I was under observation for at least a week.
By staying there for a specific time I realized that it was just a normal thing and it was really spread among the women and teenage girls which was to be cured and everyone should be aware of this. Different ladies present there at that time came to me and talked to me about my problems, they told me about their and I told them about mine. I had a good time with them. It is very important for a person to be friendly and social in a good way. “Problems when told, are solved” this was a kind of attraction I loved because slowly in pace, I came to know about my surroundings that what was everyone going through.
Allhamullilah I am fine now and undergo my medical examinations, no medication, no serious issues.
Further treatments I got:
•Plastic surgery for the reconstruction of my breast to bring it back to the shape which will be done soon Inshallah.
I want to tell you people that in a modern world, where modernization is at its peak, one should never feel ashamed of these situations because these problems are our part of life. They are given By Allah Almighty and are taken by Allah so why to get worried just a little bit of patience is required for everything.
I am going to share an incident which took place in my college. It was breast cancer awareness day and I decided to make a speech and tell everyone about my problem so to make them aware of these situations. I shared it with my administration and they were ready to make me a part of the day but when it came to the speeches and debates they didn’t let my story uncovered, they didn’t let me express myself, of course I was hurt a little bit but broken too that was that enough fair? I talked to them later on and it was revealed that the only problem of which they didn’t let me open my mouth was just that they were worried that I will be bullied by my fellow mates and public because of this. When i didn’t had a problem with this then why did this happen? This happened because our generation doesn’t thinks of this. This really needs to be out that a surgery, a scar doesn’t makes you small or different from others.
I want all people reading this to just sit and think over this that you and just you will rule the world. Do you take someone’s money to ingest? Do they owe you something? Or you owe a debt? NO people you should not think of this rather explain them that nothing would change you nor people disaster comments on you. In fact you should feel proud of yourself that your knowledge would save someone’s life ❤ Girls sitting at home and afraid or ashamed to get themselves checked up should go and should get them self examined right now. I never cared about that will I be given bad comments or no, I will be criticized or no but I really wanted to let people know about my experience. Yes it was a long, tough one yet it gave me hope to recover.
Your little precautions will make big difference
Always let your side people know about your problems what will you get? Of course a better and good advice ? I am not ashamed of my self in fact proud that I can help many girls by giving them different kind of advice because I know I can tell them enough about this that’s why sometimes I consider myself to be a specialized breast cancer doctor ??? jokes apart, I hope this was useful to you people that nothing is their to be ashamed of. Scars are the part and they are damn beautiful in your way ? love yourself first. Love your body no matter you are fat, slim, tall, short. Allah Almighty has made every single person beautiful in their on way. Never complain about your faults.❤
For instance if anyone of you out there need help or want to talk about something you can’t with anyone around you, feel free to email me or comment down below and I will get back to you.
Stop talking,start thinking.?Start taking action.❤