What do you consider your 'cancerversary'?

laurissa said:

Hi Susan
I remember that day. I was sent to the surgeon by my OB to remove the "boil" under my arm. He felt it, gave a breast exam, found another lump, did an ultrasound and biopsy right then. Results came 2 days later. He asked if I wanted to hear on the phone or I could come in to the office. I said phone. He was kind and reassuring saying its not a death sentence. My treatment went very quickly, no long waiting periods. Started chemo 2 weeks later. That phone call day with the results is the day I'll remember.

Christine Louise said:

Mammogram
Hmm, I'm thinking that for me it might be the day of my mammogram, which detected my cancer, since I had no discernable lump. My Mom made me promise to get checked yearly, and I did. Last year, my mammo was clear; this year, cancer. Getting my mammo was the start of my battle.

I designed a t-shirt in my mind that said:

I (heart) my
mammographer
family doctor
breast surgeon
plastic surgeon
oncologist
geneticist
ob/gyn

That's the order in which I dealt with them about my bc. (Of course, I could/should add all the nurses, anesthesiologists, technicians, etc. but that'd be a BIG t-shirt!)

Hubby said:

April Fools!!
I can't speak for my wife on this one, because I don't think she feels like a survivor yet. I'll get her there!! But for me, the day was April 1st. I got a call on my cell phone in the middle of a job meeting. Stepped outside, and had to hold it together.

After reading the begining of "Breast Cancer Husband" and the author writing that his first words to his wife were "ewe, that doesn't sound good" I asked my wife what I said. Evidently, my first words were "Do you want me to come home?" She thought that was a good responce.

Hubby said:

April Fools!!
I can't speak for my wife on this one, because I don't think she feels like a survivor yet. I'll get her there!! But for me, the day was April 1st. I got a call on my cell phone in the middle of a job meeting. Stepped outside, and had to hold it together.

After reading the begining of "Breast Cancer Husband" and the author writing that his first words to his wife were "ewe, that doesn't sound good" I asked my wife what I said. Evidently, my first words were "Do you want me to come home?" She thought that was a good responce.

Skeezie said:

I consider the evening I felt the lump my
cancerversary. It was June 4, 2009. I knew that very moment. When they did the Ultra-sound and I saw it, I was positive, it looked just like the picture on the website. the techs knew and knew I knew and asked the radiologist to call my gyn that afternoon. When I read his report it was a "5" which is highly suspiciious,probable cancer, need biopsy". or words to that extent. The actual dx came by phone on 7-9-09. But I still consider June 4 my date. I've given it a lot of thought but that was the changing my life day for me. It's only 6-16 and already I have relived each day that took place a year ago. I may break out my Ativan again because I find myself tearful, and thinking about it constantly.... and this is only the beginning of last year!

BUT on the bright side, I accomplished a task a few days ago that up to now I have not been able to do alone without Ralph's help and even then sitting down and out of breath. I did it and felt great and not out of breth and was overjoyed at doing this simple task of changing the bed (king) and putting on the clean duvet cover! During the year I have read many posts saying it took many up to 6 months or more to really get their strength back and for me it was exactly six months. So I am smiling thru a few tears.

I didn't mean to go on so, I'm sorry.

Hugs, Judy :-)