I was introduced to cancer on Valentine’s Day of all days. I knew it would raise its devilish head one day, I just didn’t know when or where on my body. I guess you could call it woman’s intuition. My mother fought ovarian cancer for 6 years, and believe me, she was a strong woman. My grandmother had breast cancer, my great grandmother had uterine cancer, and my mother’s sister also had breast cancer. So, I was doomed from the start, and then came my triple negative aggressive cancer diagnosis.
I fought like a girl and had a total mastectomy and a very strong cocktail of chemotherapy. I lost all of my hair, gained some weight from the steroids, and looked like walking bowling ball – you have to laugh and keep a sense of humor. I got the Neulasta shot and found it really helped me. I did my best to stay out of the sun and wore a lot of sun block when I went to my grandkid’s baseball games. No matter what, don’t give up. I did choose to have reconstructive surgery, in my opinion it meant you can get imitation boobs and decide bra or no bra. I know that everyone has a different journey, but I want to remind everyone to fight like a girl!!!
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.