One month after my son Petey got home from Iraq, and 4 months after I lost my mother to a stroke, I discovered a lump in my breast. I had just had a mammogram so I did not panic, but I went to my primary care doctor who agreed this was something to be examined. I went to the breast center to have an ultrasound. The radiologist felt I had an infection so I was put on antibiotics and scheduled for a follow-up appointment several weeks later.
When I went back, the breast surgeon felt the lump and she informed me of her belief that I had breast cancer. A biopsy was performed and an MRI which both confirmed I had Stage III breast cancer. I went through 5 months of chemotherapy with a total of 16 treatments, a double mastectomy with immediate reconstruction, and was on Herceptin for a year. I finished treatment 18 months ago.
My husband and friends have been so wonderful. Life goes on, but a day does not go by that I don’t thank the Lord for being there each and every day to give me the strength to move on with my life.
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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.