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Jan 17, 2018 Latest post:
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In August I noticed the lump. I wanted to believe it was just a benign cyst, which I have had before. But it didn't go away. I went in for a mamagram, then a biopsy. On Tues., December 5th, I learned I have breast cancer. Specifically: an invasive ductal carcinoma. My mother died of breast cancer at the age of 45, and I turn 50 on February 9th, so the news frightened me and reminded me of watching my mother's four year struggle with the disease - it was a brutal battle.
I moved to San Francisco a year ago with my daughter. She is in college and now doing well after struggling since 4th grade with epilepsy and the side effects of the medications she used to control the seizures. The medications clouded her mind and she went from being a top student to failing out of 4th grade. As a mother, I also ached as she began cutting and ultimately starving herself. She spent 62 days in an in-patient hospital in Arizona for anorexia. I have spent the past 9 years dedicated to making sure she has had all the support, services, programs and interventions I could think of. I sat with her through panic attacks that lasted over an hour. While she still struggles, she has blossomed since moving to San Francisco - I couldn't be more proud of the strength, trust, and commitment she has shown over the years to overcome the hurdles in her life.