8 months after my father's death, i find out something on my left breast. my doctor send me to do biopsy. i've got my results via e-mail and there was the answer i never had idea that i'm gonna have at the age 23 and a half... invasive ductal carcinoma.
i can't explain with enough words how i felt that moment, confused, scared but most of all, how am i gonna tell my mother and brother that maybe i'm gonna die right after my father's lost?
i've decided not to tell. first i have some tests, than eho on my organs and when all of that was ok, then i told my family.
i've got my first surgery, my tumor is out, and on my 24th birthday radical mastectomy. after that got chemotherapy, and with health food and a lot of supports, today i'm alive and i've got 26 and a half years. this just make me stronger and full of life.
P.s.sorry for my english.
gevgelija, Macedonia, The Former Yugoslav Republic of
