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I last posted almost a year ago, when my cancer came back for the third time. Since then I have had a double mastectomy, and am waiting for my gene testing to see if they want to do a hysterectomy.
Guess what!!!!!! I am flat and fabulous!!!!!! A few extra lumps and bumps (dog ears).......BUT NO CANCER!!!!!!
Oh I know it can still come back, but I live for now!
Once Again ladies.....MAMMOGRAMS, MAMMOGRAMS, MAMMOGRAMS!!!!!!
All three of mine were detected through my mammograms, and all three were small. Two were invasive, but luckily not in the lymph nodes.
I live for my 4 children, 4 grandkids, wonderful husband, 2 dogs, and to share my experience with anyone who wants to listen, in the hopes it will help even one person.
I wrote 5 years ago my story (which I can't seem to find on here). My journey was filled with miracles. My life has been blessed. My diagnosis was a Stage 3..and through the great blessings of my Father in Heaven...had been downgraded to a Stage 2. Only through the great love that my Father in Heaven has for me - great faith and trust - and the love and support of my family - I am here today! Six beautiful children, eight wonderful grandchildren. I feel healthy, strong and ready to take on the world. Don't give up.
Meaningful Ink Sisters
We chose to be Ink Sisters after life made us Pink Sisters.
Allow me to introduce my Pink Sister, Ink Sister, Robin. We have been friends for 20+ years. Our daughter's grew up together and were good friends. During my breast cancer diagnosis, Robin took my youngest daughter with her family to visit Washington, DC which really helped my daughter get away from the whole cancer environment and have meaningful time with friends. Now, Robin and I are Pink Sisters. She was diagnosed with breast cancer three years after my diagnosis. We chose to become Ink Sisters.
Robin volunteered to go on this adventure with me. She got this beautiful tattoo on her calf because her prayer through her treatment was and continues to be: To Walk In Faith. Robin is a five year cancer survivor.
My tattoo is special because it represents overcoming breast cancer. I designed this tattoo to include the word Hope. The most important part of my tattoo is that little word hope. Do you see the cute little legs on each side of the H and that special e as the last letter? I love that about my tattoo because it is my five year old granddaughters handwriting. Therefore, it is so special. Every imperfect line of the e is perfect to me.
Every time I look down at my wrist, I'm reminded that I am an eight year cancer survivor. I am also reminded that this is a mark I chose to put on my body and that I am a warrior.
7 years ago my Apache use to nip my right breast, same spot. Then she jumps up hits it. That evening I showered and checked my breast. There was a lump. Had a lumectomy. Then breast removed. Been cancer free 7 years. But the one that saved my life passed on.on Wednesday 11 2017, my baby had to be put down. She save my life. Love her and having a hard time. O and have to pay $290.00 to put her down.
My soul sisters. We are not connected by blood but by energy and essence. You bring unconditional love and support at the perfect times and understand and share the same mission and purpose. For you I am grateful - We are the Soul Sisters Tribe. - Fab Marie
I have been blessed to have built an inner tribe of woman who not only support me but support each other. We are all from different backgrounds, upbringings, and adversities. We all have our own struggles and fight but we all share the love and respect for each individual person. The battles we face collectively would make anyones head spin, but the journey we have taken together is nothing short of divine intervention. We have been brought into each others lives for a purpose. Whether that purpose is to teach us, to guide us, or to show us. Some women are lost in the fire this tribe of amazing women has been built from.
Fabulously Fighting is not just a name, it is a way of life and has a core belief that facing adversity can be down right shitty, but your life doesn't have to be. The Tribe of Fabulous Fighters has many different faces. Faces of those who have gone through hell and back, those who are fighting like hell right now, and those who are supporting someone fighting. No matter who you are, we are in this together, no one fights alone.
Fabulous Fighters have fought a thousand battles and are still standing, cried a thousand tears but still smiling, have been broken, betrayed, abandoned, and rejected. We walk with our heads held high, laugh loudly, and proudly. We are Fierce, we are Fabulous, and we are Fighters.
“You are my people. This is where life is LIVED. These are the moments, the people that make life worth living. These are the people who make life beautiful. These are my people. THIS is my tribe.” -unknown
On December of 2014 I had my yearly gynecological exam with a new doctor. She found a lump in my left breast, but I wasn't alarmed because in the past I had experienced several benign cysts in both breasts. The doctor ordered a diagnostic mammogram for December 15. The day of the mammogram, the radiology doctor looked at the films and wanted an ultrasound on the spot. That was the first time I felt fear that this could be serious. After the ultrasound, a biopsy was ordered and on the last day of December 2014 I got the call no woman ever wants to receive. I was told by the surgeon that the tumor was cancer, but since it was small, he didn't think it had gone into my lymph nodes. I had a lumpectomy on January 12, 2015 and unfortunately they found cancer in my lymph nodes, and they removed 10 nodes. I truly felt like I was in the midst of someone else's bad dream, and I couldn't wake up.
My final diagnosis was Invasive Ductal Carcinoma Stage 2A, Hormone Receptor-positive, and HER2-negative. I had 4 rounds of chemo and 36 rounds of radiation, and I'm now on Femara for 10 years. I just had a bone scan and PET scan and got the results NED – no evidence of disease! I'm grateful beyond measure to God for his protection and faithfulness to me through all of this, to my oldest daughter who held my hand on the journey, to my youngest daughter who prayed daily for me, and to all my family and friends who encouraged me along the way. I'm so thankful for my life.
about 8 days ago I had a great niece to get married and I went to her wedding and had a fantastic time my point is for those just diagnosed is to dance even if it is in the privacy of your own home dancing has made me feel younger that I actually am, my actual age is 66 but when I am dancing I feel like a teenager again even though it has been 20 years almost since I was first diagnosed with breast cancer stage two.
I was 25 years old when I was first diagnosed with breast cancer. I had no family history of breast cancer and the only reason I caught it was because it was on the outside of my breast. I thought it was some kind of bug bite but after a month it hadn’t gone away so I went to the doctor to have him look at it. He didn’t think it was anything but did a biopsy anyway. The biopsy came back positive for breast cancer. I opted for a lumpectomy with chemo and radiation. He said if I make it 10 years cancer free its a good chance it wasn’t coming back. Sigh of relief when I hit year 10. Well, year 11 I got diagnosed again, same breast. This time they did a mastectomy and chemo. 3 years later, a got breast cancer in my other breast. This time they did another mastectomy and a hysterectomy. They said, let’s get it all that way you don’t have to worry about ovarian cancer. Whew, nothing left, right? So why did I just get diagnosed with cancer again? Did anybody know that you could still get breast cancer after having a double mastectomy? Guess, I’m in that 1%. Anyway, God did it before he’ll do it again. I know I’ll be alright but please stay vigilant in checking yourself and getting your regular checkups, even if you’ve already had mastectomies. Also, please donate to breast cancer research. Things are so much better now with the treatment plan than they were 23 years ago. God Bless!
Well, December 2013 started with a shock - me? breast cancer?!!!
And that was the start of my huge emotional rollercoaster ride. My life and my health was now being controlled by others, so the first thing I had to do was 'let go' - that was lesson one! The following lessons were - to trust in myself and listen to my body, tap into my own healing power and knowledge, to not listen to others' horror stories and negativity. I surrounded myself with positive people and thoughts - where possible.
I had the colour yellow as my support colour (yellow flowers in the house, a yellow piece of material in my bag) all reminding me of sunshine. For my surgery, I envisaged its success and my fast healing, in my chemo I envisaged the syringes emptying healing liquid sunshine into my system, the radiotherapy was the warm sun.
My partner of only 18 months helped me put together a playlist of music that I loved to dance/ listen to. Every day I repeated positive mantras 'Everyday I get better and better' etc.
I ate healthily, took about 10 days off work in total during the treatments. I was lucky to have a good support network around me (and I learnt to ask when I needed to)
I believe that the main healing points were my own self belief, homeopathy, hypnotherapy, Rieki etc, alongside traditional medicine, positive people/words. and of course my partner, who is now my husband
Obviously it wasn't always easy, at times my confidence was knocked, my femininity was shoved out of the window and my newish relationship was challenged. But, you know what? I am glad that I went through it all.
One of the most amazing things was that I hadn't had a sense of smell for 15 years, I couldn't breathe through my nose, yet three days after my first chemo session it all came back! I smelt roast dinner and cut grass for the first time in years!
I had been a cygnet and I came out the other side, a Swan.
A year ago almost to the date on 9/23/15 I was diagnosed with stage II invasive ductral carcinoma in my right breast. I was a truck driver and felt that my right breast had a burning pain from the side to the nipple. I felt all over many times for lumps and discoloration but didn't feel anything. Since I was in Salt Lake City for a couple of days my partner had found a free breast mammogram center for me to go. There my mammogram came back showing a mass and I needed to get back there for a biopsy. Ten days later I came back to have it done. It hurt like heck and they was only able to get one sample. Three days later I was told I have cancer. I decided to get off the road to take care of it but didn't realize how long and what it would take. I was naive to say the least. Will the first thing I thought I would just have a mastectomy and it would be over, but when I went home to Washington State my oncologists said I would not have to go that drastic and she recommended lumpectomy followed by chemo and radiation. What happen was I got the surgery the Friday before thanksgiving and ten days later had to go back for a second surgery to get more lymph-nodes on account of positive results. I got through the surgery's, chemo and radiation and have a slight problem with lymphedema on my right arm and hand.Finally I thought I was ready to go back to work 9/23/16. Not so fast, I had my one years mammogram to clear me for work driving truck again when they found a mass and results of the cancer now in my left breast. I guess I will be getting a bilateral mastectomy and hopefully no chemo. Although being bold didn't bother me, I feel like I've been there, done that, kind of thing. I am looking forward to getting back on with my life. P.S. I am grateful for my partner.