When I heard the word "cancer," the world stopped. I don't think I can articulate what happened to me. A bomb dropped on me. I never knew how scary, and hopeless and defeated, I could feel. It disrupted every aspect of my life. And my family's life. The look of concern in my mothers eyes, as she brought me breakfast every morning.....moving in with me....picking me up off of the floor when I was in too much pain to stand on my own. π° Chaos had taken over and as strong as I am.....as strong as I was....it broke me.
I owe my life to my FANTABULOUS medical team, at 21st Century Oncology. They didn't just treat me. They loved me! They cried with me. They embraced me and prayed over me. In my darkest moments, one of them would miraculously "appear" to comfort me, as if somehow they knew I needed it.
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. In my mind, EVERY month is cancer awareness month! Today I'm happy to say that I am cancer free. Six(6) years. But the spectre of destruction that disease brings, will always be with me.