It was May of 2010 when I first found a lump in my right breast. My gynecologist scheduled me for a mammogram and ultrasound to check things out. According to the radiology tech it was just fibrous tissue. Two years later it was larger. Same tests were done, same results given.
Fast forward to June of 2018. There was something seriously wrong. I had an ulcerated tumor coming OUT of my breast. The subsequent exam had my new gynecologist worried beyond measure. I was then set up with a surgeon, who took a punch biopsy of the tissue and scheduled me for a deep core needle biopsy a few days later. I was called on Monday July 2nd to come in for the results. It was cancer.
So, I went for a PET scan to see how far this was going to go. I nervously waited for the results. Talk about a long three days. They could tell from the scans it was in other areas of my body. It was stage four and all I could think was ‘I’m going to die’. No one EVER gave me how long I had.
I was set up on palliative care, where basically they treat me with no hope or promise of a cure. Well, after 18 chemotherapy treatments, four surgeries and by the grace of God and prayers from my family and friends, I have made it into remission. I literally am NOT supposed to be here. I will continue to fight and beat the odds as long as I have God, my family and friends and my oncology team behind me. I have truly been blessed beyond measure.
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.