Being diagnosed with Breast Cancer has been the hardest shock of my lifetime.
I initially did not bring up the matter to my family, but on Thanksgiving Day 1998 I finally communicated to them that I would have a lumpectomy the next day. The support that I received from my relatives and postal family was of the utmost importance during my treatment and recovery.
I chose to work throughout my chemotherapy and radiation treatments. I felt that by keeping my life as close to my normal routine as possible was the best way for me to know that I would survive. At home, two of my very young granddaughters were always there to help me and were a positive drive. I never gave up hope during recovery because I knew that I would be okay.
On October 1999, accompanied by my family and my support group from work, I gratefully participated in my first Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure. To me being a survivor means that I have a mission! I have been able to share my knowledge and empathy with others who have been diagnosed. I share my experiences for them not to feel that this is the end of world. I have hope, love and strength! All qualities that I am willing to share with any new survivor.
I thank God for my 18 years of survivorship, for motivating me, and for enabling me to find my ultimate purpose.