One year ago today I was diagnosed with breast cancer. For the next six days I wasn’t sure how long I had to live. All I knew was that my tumor was very large (somewhere between 10 and 13 centimeters), very aggressive (my mammogram in July 2019 showed no indication of cancer) and I was scared out of my mind. The sight of my children caused me to burst into tears and Jay and I spent hours on the phone sharing the news with as many loved ones as we could. It was, without question, the worst six days of my life.
Thankfully, August 18th brought with it Dr. Nagaraj, the first of many incredible doctors I’ve met this year, and my positive prognosis. While the past 12 months have not been easy, nothing can compare to the fear I experienced one year ago today.
Even though I haven’t updated in awhile, there’s actually been a lot going on. The whole month of June and the beginning of July were so crazy that I just needed a break from everything. But I DO want to share everything that happened and promise I will write more before school starts back up.
But…for the rest of the night I’m going to eat my Reese’s cereal, watch an episode of Law and Order, and count my blessings. Mark your calendar for August 12, 2022 when I hope to be celebrating my cancer-free status with all of you in person. ❤️
