My mother was a breast cancer SURVIVOR! I remember the day very well when my mom told me and my sister she found a "lump." We were at the movies watching "Steel Magnolias" and mom just leaned over and whispered it into our ears. I think she thought that was the best way (in the dark and somewhere we couldn't scream outloud) of breaking some possible very bad news.
A week later, her surgeon was 95% positive, without a biopsy, that it was in fact cancer. She bypassed the biopsy and went straight to surgery. She told the surgeon, "when you get in there, if it is cancer, remove the entire breast, do not wake me up." And so it was....
She did in fact have Stage I breast cancer, caught early, no involvement in the lymph nodes. She needed no chemo or radiation, but was on, at the time pretty much an experimental drug, Tamoxifen which she took for the recommended 5 years. She remained cancer free! She beat the odds!
|Mom and her Sissy, my Aunt Lois (Mom is the one with the ribbon on)|
|TIMING IS EVERYTHING!|
being diagnosed with double breast cancer. Why? I don't know. Cancer rears its ugly head when it feels like it. One thing I have learned is when it touches someone you care deeply about, it creates a "cancer" inside of you! They may feel like they are suffering alone, but THEY AREN'T!
Women agonize over cancer; we take it as a personal threat the lump in every friend's breast. ~Martha Weinman Lear, Heartsounds.
We’ve heard it over and over again: “Cancer sure helps you put life into better perspective.” It’s really become quite the cliché. But you know what? I think you and me have had a pretty darned good outlook on life and the human experience, long before cancer invaded our bodies (mine may not have been breast, but a cancer survivor nonetheless). We’ve always been strong women, fiercely determined wives and mommy's. Our grit and resolve has likely propelled us to successfully maneuver through these trials and tribulations, and let’s not forget our abiding faith in God and the comfort we have found in Him.