Immidately following the byopsy, I got brave and asked the doctor,
"I know you see this every day doc, what do you think?"
"There is a very good chance this IS cancer, we will confirm it on a few days."
The silence was awkward and intimidating, too shocked by his response to cry, I hung my head like a pouting 2 year in trouble. it was like walking 1000 miles back to the dressing room.
The days following confirmed the initial thought... Yes my dear, YOU have breast cancer.
CANCER??? I am only 30, how does this happen? 30 year olds don't get cancer, I am a mom, I have to work, I don't have time for cancer. I don't have the strength to fight and win, and I certainly do not know what I did to get it.
Surgery in late February confirmed everyone's worse fears, this had spread to the lymph nodes, fortunately out of 34 removed only 1 was confirmed cancerous. The oncologist his team and i decieded we would take any and ever measure to prevent a recurrence and kill this with the first shot.
In April 2014, I began chemotherapy, 6 rounds. I took a week off of work after each chemo treatment to recover. It was hands down the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
Im currently on radiation treatment 22 of 29. I go to treatment once a day Monday through Friday on my lunch break.
I am 7 week days and one final surgery from my finish line. Personal victory.
Life is still coming full force at me, the things I have to do haven't changed, I am still a mom, I am still an employee, I am still a daughter, sister, and friend. My cancer doesn't define who I am, it doesn't limit my ability, it hasn't completely broken me It is just a part of what's made me who I am.
denvet, CO