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Cheryl’s Story (Breast Cancer)

Breast Cancer Story  On March 14th, 2012, I was diagnosed with breast cancer of the right breast. I couldn’t believe it. I was in shock and disbelief for several weeks. All I wanted to do was cry and blame myself. I kept trying to think over and over of how I got this cancer.  My boyfriend, Troy, has been my biggest rock of all. When I finally got up the nerve to tell my family and friends, I was so happy about how loved and supported of me they were. My church and several other churches even had a prayer chain going for me. My Facebook family has also been there for me since day one.

It was finally time to do something about this, no more testing, no more biopsies. I just wanted it attacked. April 26th  was my surgery. I had a double mastectomy. One month later chemo followed. This had changed my life because now I was really scared to get sick and catch something. I was so ready to fight this cancer and get on the road to recovery.

Cheryl Witter
Iowa
Submitted 4-18-2012

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.

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One comment

  1. Vicki Bennetts

    Cheryl,

    I was there too, remember? I took Cheryl to her appointments, chemos etc. I tried to make it fun and make her laugh (when it didn’t hurt). Remember Dr. Boobs? And, in the chemo suite, we had everyone laughing because of our irreverence, sometimes “trucker mouths” (we spent soooo many hours in there), and what we spoke of. Cheryl took pics (or had me take pics) of each chemo session and you could see her progress.

    Sad thing was seeing and meeting and talking to people who knew they were not going to make it through and trying to keep my feelings in check when speaking to them. Cheryl and I met so many nice, wonderful, beautiful people, who, if they did not make it, are now God’s Angels.

    I love Cheryl Witter as if she is my own sister or daughter and she is my bestest friend that I had in Iowa. I miss her so much and I am SO GLAD I was able to help her fight her way through this horrible disease.

    LOVE YOU CHERYL WITTER.

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