Jennifer’s Story

Site created on May 4, 2018

When life gives you lemons, you made some fucking lemonade. I got handed a big bag of lemons on 4/27/18 when biopsy results confirmed what I thought was not even a thing for me- breast cancer. WTF. But wait, there’s more.  Shortly after that phone call my domestic partner/best friend/significant other/lover/baby daddy, Shane, in a true made for TV (This is Us) moment, picked me up from work, looked me right in the eyes, told me we are in this together and proposed! (....lemonade! Everywhere!)


When my milk supply dried up around Larkin turning 6 months old, I noticed a pretty prominent lump in my right breast. I figured it was a milk lump and didn’t think much about it until my friend ,who is 1 day older than me with a son one month older than Larkin, was diagnosed with breast cancer. I tried to work the lump out like I had previous milk lumps. When that did nothing I scheduled a mammogram & ultrasound. Based off the results of the mammogram I had a biopsy done.  I received the call that the biopsy confirmed the lump is cancer and there is cancer in the lymph node also.  The treatment plan is 18 weeks of chemo and then potentially a double mastectomy & reconstruction and radiation. 


It’s weird and surreal and devastating. This is now my reality and it is what it is. My goal, and I LOVE a good goal, is not only to live and survive but grow and thrive. I am on a journey to not only pound the fuck out of my cancer, but also heal my body. I believe in the power of vegetables! In every challenge & circumstance, there are nuggets of wisdom and opportunities to bring us to our higher self. I am open to receiving these gifts. The Universe is calling and I am listening.  I am healthy, powerful, and blessed beyond measure. So far, I’ve learned that people are gracious, kind, and good. More so then I thought possible. There is insurmountable love and support around me that I didn’t even know existed. THANK YOU. 

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Journal entry by Jennifer Gardner

Hiiiii!
In case you missed it, Eat Pray Love is on Netflix. It held a little more meaning this time around. Fun fact, Julia Roberts character’s name is Liz Gilbert in the movie.The author that wrote Eat Pray Love is Elizabeth Gilbert, one of the best authors ever. 

It’s been about 5 months since I wrote last. It got weird for awhile ...and dark. I got weird for awhile... and dark. It’s hard to stand in “normal” land with rose colored glasses and watch the tragedies and train wrecks of life decimate those close to you or even those around you. For those of you who refused to look away, who stood with me in my sadness, checked in, and extended a hand, I am humbled and grateful. Thank you. I Love you. 

People ask how I am. I am healthy, healing, and cancer-free. That’s my affirmation mantra. I am rebuilding the wreckage into something authentic and beautiful. My hair is finally showing some semblance of growth and femininity. As it turns out, bleach blonde is not my natural hair color and I am 100% okay with that. It’s a weird feeling to look more like myself when I look nothing like my before self. 

My last scan was last Thursday. After having continuous side and rib pain for 6 weeks, I asked my doctor for a scan because I was about to lose my gd mind. The anxiety was keeping me up at night. Before that I thought cancer had spread to my brain, turned out to be a sinus infection. Before that, I thought it was in my liver, turned out to be an ovarian cyst. Do you see where I’m going with this? And then start sprinkling in all the cancer friends who are getting reoccurrences, going stage 4, or dying. That’s the gasoline of the anxiety fire. Last week while I was waiting for my scan results a breastie announced on Instagram she was now stage 4... from stage 0! She finished treatment 6 months ago. Ugh. 

I’m still juicing my face off and taking a million supplements a day. I am also still on the Care Oncology Clinic protocol of off label drugs. I continue to get acupuncture, EDMR therapy, and Reiki monthly. I can’t remember when, maybe in May, but I started to finally feel good and then it became a consistent occurrence. I now have a pretty good gauge on my new normal which is a huge fucking deal. I went back to the gym and started weight training with a trainer who works with people who have been through cancer treatment. I’m starting to gain some weight back. I eat clean but am more open to eating out, indulging in a comfort meal, or having a treat every now & then. 

I started a new role in June that initially scared the shit out of me but has proven to be a tremendous opportunity for growth. I’m throwing myself into anything that feels uncomfortable because why the hell not. Shane & I went to Branson, MO a couple of weeks back & I volunteered to get hypnotized on stage. That is not something I would ever do. I also told the nice salesman who was trying to sell us a timeshare NO.

Long story long, I’m turning over a new leaf and the new leaf is Lizzo approved.🔥 
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