As a standardized patient, I played the part of a woman who had to be told she had breast cancer. This video was made several years prior to the actual diagnosis, which would mimic the pretend case almost exactly.
NEEDLE and BIOPSY are scary words when used by themselves. When used together, they become terrifying. My follow-up mammogram had shown a spot which needed further investigation. The mammogram center assigned me a wonderful nurse navigator, Lisa, who explained what was about to happen and gave me loads of great material. My gynecologist recommended a surgeon for the procedure. Two days later I am lying face down on a table with a hole cut out in in it. My right breast inserted through a circular opening on a raised table. The digital mammogram was under the table. My technologist, Marcia then had gravity's help while she placed my right breast in between the two plastic flaps. With razor-sharp coordinates they instruct the surgeon where to stick a long needle into the middle of my questionable spot. While my surgeon was very competent, Michelle put a hand on my back for support as the lidocane was administered; and Marcia, the other tech verbally made sure I was doing OK. I won't forget the sting of the needle biopsy, but Michelle and Marcia's care will be what I take home.