We're Making The Breast Of It

So I made it though the holiday season. What a crazy ride that was. We have been slammed with so many things like our elf Lola arriving and keeping us on her toes with all her fun little surprises. My mini did a photshoot in the "rain" which was exciting. Thanksgiving sucked since I had chemo round 19 literally the day before. Hosted a baby shower for my Sister & soon-to-be niece along with a mini photoshoot for her business. Went ten rounds with the dealership about my car (still not finished there). Then my birthday was also the day after chemo round 20. Fortunately, I was feeling pretty good for most of Hanukkah and Christmas. I got to watch the kiddos open gifts and light the candles. We even got to have our Santa drop-in all together too! This year was so vastly different from last year. I am very thankful for that for so many reasons. Mainly, I just was thankful that some of the messy drama had subsided and we were all able to be together. No more judges, private in...

I received my diagnosis of Triple Positive Invasive Ductal Carcinoma on a Friday the 13th in September 2019. I hate horror flicks. This just gave me even more of a reason. I mean seriously? Friday the 13th? Nice touch. I went to the Oncologist (Cancer Doc) and Breast Surgeon appointments my Nurse Navigator had made for me. I got the warm fuzzy feels I was hoping for from the Oncologist when we met September 17th. She was a little quirky and had a youthful disposition. In the patient exam room was a huge whiteboard on one wall and she began scribbling all over it laying out my options in her opinion. At this point I had only had a mammogram, ultrasound and biopsy of my tumor. It was being classified as Grade 2 out of 3. I was told they no longer like to "stage" them this early on which is the label people are most familiar with. This was my first appointment and I was in plan mode. I hung on her every word as I diligent wrote what she said down in my notebook. Yes, I bought a ...

So as I lay here in bed, I  have so many thoughts running through my mind. I have round 17 of chemo tomorrow morning. I always have this plan that I will make sure I over hydrate and eat like a pig the three days prior so I am ready to absorb and distribute the poison I will be shooting into my veins. I have done well this go round as far as prepping as planned. My commitment usually depends on how rough the previous round was. Last time I was pretty positive going into it seeing as after adding steroids and nausea meds to my round 15 infusion, I was feeling exceptional. Though after failing to continue to eat and drink post chemo round 16, I bombed. It literally took me over a week to perk back up. Just about then, it was time to get my monthly (every 28 days) Lupron shot. I was started on Lupron November 13, 2019. I have since had 12 shots. This was advised to be added to my regime to preserve my ovaries should I decide to try and have children again. I will say I do not recall h...

I have had this blog setup for over a year now and just did not know where to begin. I have always been a private person and being diagnosed with cancer did not change that. I keep being encouraged to share my story, so here goes. I will do my best not to erase everything I type. If there is anything you want to know feel free to reach out. I am much better with questions than I am with a blank page.    I was 34 when I found a lump. I was going through a very trying time in my personal life in the fall of 2019. If only I had known just how crazy my year would get. I found the lump Monday evening on September 9th. I had been lying in bed running my hands through my freshly showered hair and just happen to lay my hand across my chest and felt something. It was a small pea sized knot inside what I can only describe as a wad of putty. Honestly, it felt like the putty we used to play with back in the day that came out of an egg-shaped case and I used to stick it to the newspape...