Life after treatment is all about being a survivor. Just recently I was able to embrace being a survivor. I guess it was easier to pretend things didn’t happen but I’m reminded every day when I look in the mirror. I have 11 physical scars that I have learned to embrace. My scars do not define me but I have used them to refine me. Almost every day I am asked, ” How did you do it?” The honest answer to that is…I have a strong faith in God and I refused to become a victim. Does that mean I was never sad or never had a bad day? Oh no! I had my moments but then I focused my attention on the fact that I was still standing. My girls were at pivotal transitions in their lives and I was at an important place in my career. I had goals to attain and I certainly wasn’t going to let cancer keep me from achieving my goals.
Even today, there are difficult moments. One is during the week before my mammogram and even while I’m sitting in the Woman’s Center. I’m fidgety like a race horse about to be put in the starting gate. There are so many memories associated with the Women’s Center, surgical center, hospital and chemo lab.
Since my initial treatment, I’ve had a couple of biopsies that thankfully have been benign. I had a tricky lymph node in the left axilla, which was not the original area, that kept lighting up on the PET Scan. So, I had a partial lymph node dissection on the left axilla as a precaution.
The most important message I want to tell you is that life is a gift. Am I breathing? Yes! Then, I have a purpose and responsibility to go on. Life goes on! I have a responsibility to live every day with a smile on my face because I am a survivor. Generations before me went through clinical trials so that I could benefit from Red Devil Chemo, Taxol, Herceptin, Arimidex and Femara.
Life goes on and I choose to be happy and …LIVE!
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