“It had always been a practice of mine to look at the film, even though I wasn’t quite sure what it meant,” she said.
“I had a nurse friend who told me if I saw — I’m trying to think it was either a dark patch or a light patch, I can’t remember what it was — but when I looked at the film before they took it away to the radiologists, I saw something there, and I knew I had cancer.”
She was so stunned that she doesn’t remember how she got home that day, Eason McIntyre said.
Three days later, she received a routine letter telling her there was an abnormality on the mammogram of her breasts and she should report to her primary physician, she said.
She did nothing.
“I waited two weeks. I kept it to myself about two weeks. I put on a smiley face but was thinking all kinds of negative thoughts that I was going to die, it had gone all through my body.
“I was scared, angry and not hopeful at that time,” she said “I waited two weeks exactly. I did not tell my mother, I told no one.”
Finally, she called her best friend and told her what happened.
“And I told her about the funeral plans I had made, and she listened, and when I finished, she called me a bad name, and she later told me it was to get my attention,” Eason McIntyre, a Tulsa Democrat, said.
That was the turning point for her, and she went to the doctor.
She began to tell everybody she had cancer. She was surprised to find so many women who had had breast cancer, she said.
After the biopsy, she got the results from her physician.
“The first question I asked, despite all the faith I had, was, ‘Am I going to die?’ ” she said.