Long story short, it prompted me to schedule a visit with my Primary Care Physician. I ended up seeing her in January at which time she told me I was over due for my mammo. (I was 40 y.o.) A week later I had my mammo but in interim I did a self exam and felt a mass.
I was nervous but tried to remain positive. A few hours after my mammo the results were released and confirmed there was a suspicious mass. Things moved quickly, I had a biopsy that same day. Three days later, I received the call, the day my world turned upside down.
Not only did I have breast cancer, I was triple negative Grade 3 which is the most aggressive form. Treatment plan was for AC x 4 then paclitaxel x 12, followed by surgery then six weeks of radiation. l had a port placed in my arm, and the following day developed deep vein thrombosis. After my first infusion, the port site became infected and therefore had to be removed. Due to its severity, chemo was held for a month. I then had a second port placed in my chest and restarted chemo two days later.
Chemo was hell, but I pulled through. My last dose of the toxic cocktail was July 30, 2018. I was to have a month break to allow my counts to recover before having surgery. My surgeon ordered a breast MRI prior to my surgery and on August 27th the results confirmed the mass was gone, only the tumor clip remained.
Although this was amazing news, the surgery would have to be my confirmation. I chose to have a lumpectomy at the recommendation of my medical team, although a mastectomy was also an option. My decision was made based on my faith and that of my team. I had my surgery on September 6th. I had no lymph node involvement and there was no cancer left, again only the tumor clip.
Being told I was cancer free were the words I have longed to hear and the reason I fought so hard.
GOD IS AMAZING!
I will be starting radiation in the coming weeks which I am nervous about, but I got this. If I can get through chemo, I can get through anything. My journey has not been easy, nor is it over. There is always the chance the cancer could come back or metastasize, but I chose to remain positive and live each day to its fullest. I appreciate the small things more now.
I love my family and friends more than ever and make sure to tell them more often because we never know what tomorrow will bring. To everyone out there, no matter what battle you are facing you will get through it. Yes, you will have bad days but there will also be good ones. There is light at the end of the tunnel, I promise. Never ever give up, you got this sista!!
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.