In July of 2013, I found myself yet again at my gynecologist’s office, regarding a suspicious lump on my left breast. Only, unlike the other times, it was now larger and hurt all the time. My doctor didn’t think much of it, saying I was young (33) and it was unlikely to be anything other than fibrous tissue. I knew something wasn’t quite right and pushed for tests, so she sent me for a mammogram. A few days later, I had a mammogram and ultrasound done and was told it was difficult to see anything because of dense breast tissue. I was told to come back in 6 months for a recheck.
During this “waiting” time, I had a lot of scared, angry conversations with God, and by the time my “recheck” in January 2014 rolled around, I was expecting the news “you have breast cancer.” Shortly after, I started 4 rounds of chemo (Herceptin to continue a full year), then a bilateral mastectomy, followed by 25 rounds of radiation and a few complications along the way. I now anxiously await my final reconstructive surgery this June 2015. After all this, I had hope to be feeling like normal, but I find myself with yet another hurdle. I’ve been getting dizzy spells while driving, and now have days where my throat feels like it’s closing up. And again, the parade of doctor visits begin as we try to figure out the cause of these developments.
Despite the difficulty, I try to embrace each day for what it is: a gift! I am thankful for each and every day God gives me to spend with my girls (17 & 14). They are my world and continue to give me the strength to continue to fight.
The informational content of this article is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.
This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.