Here I am at 38; a widow, a mother of 2 teenagers, and I just got hit with the news that I have breast cancer…and it’s stage 4!!!
All I could think was ‘What are my kids going to do without me? They lost their father, they can’t lose me just yet, they are only teens (14 & 16). They have wonderful grandparents, but no one will ever love them like I do’.
I had a lumpectomy and 2 lymph nodes where taken out. Much to all of our surprise, both nodes were clean. But somehow, I had cancer in my back and hip!! All my doctors are still scratching their heads over that one.
I had 10 rounds of radiation and then came the chemo. My 1st round of chemo almost killed me. I ended up in the hospital for a week, not knowing anything or even who I was. After coming out of that week long stay in hospital, I finally get to go home…to wait for my hair to fall out!! That was my biggest fear; losing my hair. I’ve always had beautiful hair, and in just a bit, it was all gonna be gone!
My hair started to fall out, so a few of my really good friends and family went to a salon that is owned by another friend, and I started out by letting my daughter take the first crack with the razor. Then the rest of my friends and family got to shave a line, as well. I even had a few male cousins that shaved their heads in my honor, and one of them kept his head shaved until my hair grew back!!
I went from the brink of death of Stage 4 breast cancer to being in remission. I had so many prayers and I to prayed and begged God to spare my life just long enough for my kids to be able to be on their own and have their own life where they wouldn’t need me as much. My life has certainly changed. God was certainly there for me. There were many times where there was only one set of footprints, and yes it was HIS footprints carrying me!
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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.