My mother became pregnant with me at 24 years old, after years of trying to get pregnant and being told she would never get pregnant due to endometriosis.
Unfortunately, she was also diagnosed with breast cancer at 24 years old. She had a mastectomy that saved her life, but she had to undergo tests that could seriously affect her unborn baby. The doctors advised her to abort the pregnancy. She told them no! She said, “I’ve waited for a baby and wanted a baby so badly…if this baby has medical issues, we’ll love it no matter what!”
I am so glad she made the choice to keep me! I was born a healthy baby girl! My mother always said that she thought God was testing her. Even though this baby may not have been perfect due to the breast cancer tests, she knew how badly she wanted to be a mother. I guess she passed!
She had 6 kids after that. Now, 36 years later, she has been diagnosed again with breast cancer. Really? Isn’t once enough?! My dad has been there for her, and growing up I always knew how much he loved her. He is everyone’s rock in a crisis. And now 36 years later, I’m the baby who needs to be their rock. It’s the least I can do. Life is so not fair. It always seems like, “when it rains it pours”. I feel as though we are standing at the starting line to a marathon that we did not train for.
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.