I’m a 47 year old breast cancer survivor, single mother of a two super cool kids. I live in Ottawa, Canada (lucky us!).
I was diagnosed with breast cancer in the fall of 2013 at the fabulous age of 40, to go on to have 6 surgeries within a 3 year period which included the ubiquitous double mastectomy, chemo, radiation, oophorectomy, and blah, blah, blah.
Medical jargon: (try to contain your jealousy)
Invasive Ductal Carcinoma;
grade 3 (most aggressive, 1 being least);
estrogen and progesterone positive;
cancerous lymph nodes detected and removed: 2
Most recently my life took another tough turn, yup divorce.
I don’t want to be defined by my cancer diagnosis but I want to share with people what I’ve been through and still going through in the my world of crappy breast cancer and life’s unwelcomed traumatic events to help others going through similar experiences. Our stories are our gold and they’re important to share for healing. Am I scared? Hell yes I’m scared! I think about cancer everyday – but I try to always have a positive outlook, embrace yesterday, today and tomorrow knowing that the univers has a way of taking care of things in it’s own time. Some days I feel like I’m living in an inescapable ‘twilight zone’ state, most days really but I’m good at being ‘fine’. Reality has been permanently warped for me so I just go with the flow. And I beg of you please don’t fuck with my flow!
Sarcasm is my best friend, especially when writing about #sexybreastcancer. If you want to start from the beginning my first post is called 5.1 centimeters. Happy reading and I hope it helps someone out there 🙂