My story... well... On November 5th I felt a lump, and on November 8, 2016, I was diagnosed with stage 2 ductal invasive carcinoma... aka breast cancer. It has been a complete whirlwind for us ever since. We have an amazing team at the Cleveland Clinic, and they're taking really good care of me. I (or someone) will post updates and progress here for anyone who would like to follow and be part of this journey with me. In the past 2 weeks I have gone through numerous tests, and been given a mountain of information. The important facts at this moment are: 1.) I am only stage 2 because my tumor is 2.1 cm. (If it were 2 cm I would be stage 1, lame) 2.) it has NOT spread to my lymph nodes! 3.) I start chemo on November 22. I will go every 2 weeks for 4 months & 4.) I have an amazing support system. And every reason to fight like hell. My kids and husband deserve to have me around. The goal is that this will just be a bump in our road, and a story we tell our girls someday.
I found out in 2011 that I (like my mother) have the breast cancer gene. BRCA1. Since then Austin and I have had a plan. And the plan was to finish breastfeeding Sloane and I would have a prophylactic mastectomy. I was screened regularly. With my last exam being in July, which was normal. Our "plan" was working, until it wasn't. We had been beaten to the punch. Damn it. So now we have a new plan.... To kick some cancer right in the ass. Wish us luck! ❤️