Inna - fear not!
And I mean that in an ironic way.
I utterly despise platitudes--
Cheer up!
Fear not!
Keep calm and carry on!
I hate those words, hate hate hate 'em,
BUT--
I'm here to dismiss your fears. (You're a tough bitch? I'm German. I'm heartless as well as tough.)
First - fear of the lump, followed by the latest encouraging prognosis:
Calcium deposits in some gland that isn’t a lymph node....not cancer, by the looks of it. Second- a density issue/thingie - When I was 45, they said the same thing to me. Six mammograms in one year as they fretted over the darkish, thickish thing. And it went away on its own. And that was ten years ago.
Fear is wired into us by evolution. It's what keeps us alive. Backing away from the ledge of a tall building? Revisit "Wizard of Oz" and the speech the lion gets at the end: You, my friend, are a victim of disorganized thinking. You are under the unfortunate impression that just because you run away you have no courage; you're confusing courage with wisdom.