I'm new here too - and I have a little story to share :)
On the evening of Jan 23 this year, I felt a little bump under my left nippie - and it hurt! I made my fiancé feel it and make sure it wasn't just in my head. The next day when I woke up - it was the size of a golf ball, and by that evening it was the size of an egg! We went to the ER that evening, a Sunday night, because I was freaking out.
They said it was nothing, but had me come back the next day to have an ultrasound and tried to drain it - we'll call this aspiration attempt #1
The cyst was growing quite rapidly and by the time I saw the surgeon that Weds, it was already getting bigger and I thought it was gonna blow. He had me get a mammogram and another ultrasound in his office where he tried to aspirate it, and again nothing happened. I was put on a high dose of keflex immediately and I was to come back in 10 days.
Well, by Sunday I was constantly crying, I couldn't even let fabric touch it and I literally had to hold it up or the strain would pull at it, it was that bad. I tried twice to get an emergency appointment with the surgeon and finally got an appointment for 8 am Tuesday AM. That was day 11. That night it started to get worse and worse so we went to the ER really early that Tuesday morning. They gave me dilauded and said, "It's just celluloses so just go to your appointment at 8 am." The ER Dr wouldn't hear boo about me telling him what it really was (My surgeon reported him to the hospital board that handles bad doctoring, lol). This was at 7:30 am, it was snowing out, and I can't drive because they've given me dilauded. We sat in the car for 20 mins, then I slowly drove to the opposite side of the hospital where the surgeon's office was.
He walks in, I'm crying, he asks what's up and I show him. His first words were, "I'm admitting you NOW!" So next thing I know I'm admitted to the hospital and they start powerful IV antibiotics. They took a black sharpie and drew a line that went around the infected area (by that time most of my breast) to make sure it wasn't spreading. Every day the Surgeon came in and checked it and was amazed that nothing was happening. Friday morning he sends me down for attempted aspiration #3. He was using an 18 gauge needle and got nothing. It should be noted that the first 2 aspirations, I denied any numbing agent before the aspirations (I was trying to be brace), and on the 3rd one I was wonked on dilauded - but he said he couldn't get it. That Friday late afternoon the surgeon came in and said I had 2 options, an attempted bedside draining, or I could wait till 9 pm and they'd take me into surgery. I said if they gave me more pain meds, I was willing to try it bedside. They doubled my dilauded, waited till it kicked in (and BOYOLA did it kick in) and then they numbed it. I couldn't watch!
The surgeon said to the nurse, "How could that guy not aspirate this this morning, I can see pus on the needles when I pull them out from using the lidocaine. That was when I *really* tried to tune it out, lol!!
So he cuts. And it comes shooting out like a fountain. I know this because 3 nurses and the Dr jumped backwards - I could see it from the corner of my eye. The best part was...it may have been gross, and I've never smelt *anything* in my life so awful...but it felt SO GOOD! By the time they had it all out and clean and packed they told me that there was still a small hematoma, but they had drained between 3/4 and a cup of nasty brown liquid into the basin - not counting what was everywhere else on and around me *ick*.
I went home that Sunday, and we had to pack it for about a week, but so far nothing has returned (I was told it probably will eventually).
People constantly ask me why I let it go so long...it was 11 days from the day I felt it pea sized to the day I was admitted to the hospital. I was amazed at how fast it grew - mine, of course, wasn't a sebaceous cyst that took years to grow, it was an active infection and they can come up fast from nowhere. The woman who did the mammogram said she was surprised it didn't pop while she was doing it - apparently it's not uncommon.
Also, I don't have insurance but most hospitals these days have programs for people with limited income (in my hospital's case 3x national poverty level). It allows me physical therapy, my doctor, etc. So if you get something like this - GO TO THE HOSPITAL and work out the details later!!!!
PS - I have a tattoo, and I constantly see comments about how many people that post their monster cysts, zits, etc have tats. Here's my theory - people with tattoos are less inhibited and therefor simply more likely to post a video on youtube. It has nothing to do with the tattoos themselves, I just think they're more likely to post something that some less liberal people would find a very personal matter because "medical procedures are *private* matters!" Just my 2 cents!
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