Nearwildheaven, it appears we’re reluctant sisters with a common disease. I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer on 9/25 after a mammogram detected what was ultimately deemed to be a Triple negative Grade 3 Invasive 1.3cm tumor. Thankfully, MRI revealed no more tumors in either breast, and the doctors could detect no evidence of lymph node involvement. So current profile is Stage IA, Grade 3.
FYI, what kind of treatment you will get will probably be dictated by the type of tumor you have. It’s really good that it’s small, but they also have to type it to see what your options are. Mine was triple negative, meaning hormone-delivered treatments wouldn’t work on it, so my only option was chemo. Surgery of my choice will follow after chemo is administered. They are doing chemo first as they’ve discovered it’s the best way of killing any rogue cancer cells floating around.
My ultimate goal is to be declared cancer free after 18 weeks of chemo (4 rounds of A/C and 8 to 10 rounds of Taxol). I started my first treatment 2 days ago. After allowing myself a full week to grieve and wail, I turned a corner and started accepting the news. And now I’m fighting. I went back to work this week because I was going neurotic at home, and am so much happier being as “normal” as I can. I have absolutely no intention of dying anytime soon. Chemo so far is just fine, but I’m supposed to have my worst days this weekend. My hair will probably fall out next week, and that sucks, but it’s a small price to pay in the grand scheme of things. It’ll grow back, and at the end of the day, it’s. just. hair. I already have some chemo caps ordered from Headcovers.com.
Nearwildheaven, I’m so sorry for the news, but am very glad that we are both living in an age where excellent health care is available to us. Susan J Komen Foundation, etc has really made strides in improving the amount of dollars funded to fight this disease, and many, many women have gone before us to improve our treatment plans, our quality of life while we battle it, and our ultimate outlook.
IM me if you want to chat. What you need to keep telling yourself is that this is a life-changing diagnosis, but not a life ending diagnosis. It might have been, had you not caught it so early. So high five to you, my friend! 
Get your screening tests, everyone! They can be life savers!