Too Young? Never.

I was 37 at the time I was told I had Breast Cancer. I had been watching a spot on my left breast for about two weeks and called the doctor. I had problems with lumps for years but this was different. I went in for a mammo on a Wednesday and was told the doctor would have the results within a few days. By Friday he still did not have the results. On Monday he called me and told me to come in ( well we all know what that means. Bad News.) but before he could tell me, I told him. Feb. 16, I had a biopsy and it was the C word. I was mad. I'm a non-smoker, don't drink much, exercise and eat pretty good. Well C doesn't care about any of that. After 4 days of crying and being mad, trying to understand why because it wasn't in my family history I said Lets get on with it and so waht has to be done. I have too much to do and have two kids to finish raising. Feb. 27, 1989, I underwent a Bi-Lateral Mastectomy with reconstruction. The real breast were sagging so the new ones would be firm. I also went through 6 treatments of chemo. We all get through our troubles in our our way. For me it was to talk about it and to try to help others. Most importantly, I had and have Faith in God and that was the biggest thing that got me through along with my family. It's been 20 years now and I'm still here. I never say it wouldn't come back, so I live each and every day to the fullest and I'm enjoying my family and sports. Keep the Faith.
Amanda M.
Baton Rouge, LA