Words that speak of courage, words that speak of hope, words that speak of determination, words that speak of despair, words that sing, words that cry. Words that heal us, words that empower us.
I was diagnosed with Stage Three breast cancer on March 30, 1993. I had a partial mastectomy, (my choice), on April 1, 1993. The cancer had metastasized to 10 of fourteen lymph nodes and it was estimated that the cancer had been present and growing for about six years. My doctors agreed that my only real hope of long time survival was a bone marrow transplant. My insurance didn't cover the procedure (considered experimental) back then. So, I had the most aggressive chemotherapy available and six weeks of radiation therapy, every weekday.
I had made up my mind that God and I would prove everyone wrong and beat this thing. When the diagnosis of cancer is given, most people either accept the "death sentence" they're given or decide to fight. I am a person with a positive attitude that all things can be accomplished with enough determination, dedication and faith. I have become a much stronger and spiritual person in these six and a half years since receiving the diagnosis. I feel that God left me here for a reason and that that reason is for me to help others. I have been blessed with making some very dear friends on the internet, in my endeavor to achieve this goal. I am truly blessed and am thankful for each day of life that I am awarded. to others who have cancer I say, " Fight--Have faith-- and BELIEVE!!