It sounds crazy to say, but it may have been one of the best things that happened to me. I reduced my alcohol intake. I have made it a top priority that I am stress-free, calm, well-rested, and have a healthy diet. The illness gave me a reawakening to always having joy of my life.
In 2020, I noticed my left breast shape was puckered and skin looked like a mandarin orange. I also got prickly skin zaps in the same area. I was diagnosed with Ductal Carcinoma in my left sideStage 2/ Grade 3, and Lobular Carcinoma in my right side Stage 3/ Grade 3.
Hearing a doctor say the three words "you have cancer" is one of the most devastating things you’ll probably ever hear as it shakes you to the core of your soul. I strongly felt that I either was going to lay down and let it consume me, or that I was going to stand up and tell it "no, not today Satan," and that it was going to have a big battle on its hands with me. Waiting for test results is absolutely torturous and you always wish everything would happen sooner than it does but rest assured that the doctors are doing the best they can with the volume of people that have this terrible illness.
My doctor told me it would be 12 to 18 months that I would be going through the treatment and I laughed at her - but she was 100% right, it was exactly that! A friend told me that my job now was to keep myself healthy not only mentally, physically, but spiritually too. Even though it was one of the worst things that ever happened to me, it was probably one of the best things that could’ve as it gave me more opportunity to find joy every day, even with the most mundane things.
No matter how long I live, this diagnosis makes me vey conscious of wanting to live like the memory I want to be - a kinder, gentler version of myself.
With less that a 5% chance of surviving 2 years, the journey was not easy. Now 17 years later, I live to share my miraculous story of survivorship.