I always thought I had 2 fears in life – one was heights and the other, cancer. Well, I was diagnosed with late stage 3 breast cancer in 2007. I spent 3 days surrounded by family before going to the doctor to decide the plan of action. Of course, my mom went with me to every doctor’s appointment.
After all was said and done, I began a years worth of grueling chemo and radiation. After my second chemo treatment, my hair began to fall out so my family troops were called in for the head shaving ceremony that turned into a 2-hour melt down til my daughter came and told me I needed to pick myself up by my big girl panties and getter done (love my daughter).
That Monday I had to go to work with a bandana on when Friday I had hair. That was the hardest thing for me to do – to face my co-workers in that way (starting to look sick). It was about a month into my treatments that I decided that oh, hell no, this isn’t going to take me out like this. So I decided that life was going to continue as if nothing has happened. I began to live life to the fullest and even went parasailing. And now I am no longer afraid of heights and especially CANCER.
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.