I am a breast cancer survivor
A Message to Señor Brain Tumor:
You can take my hair, my breath, and my looks. But, it is just a loan, I will get them back.
You can even tint some of my days. However, every extra day is my victory and your defeat. Yes, you are losing and I am winning.
You can make me feel tired, irritated, and short-tempered. But, it is just for a short time. I will be back.
You cannot erase the smile from my face because I have ganas de vivir and you have no control over that.
You cannot stop me from having positive thoughts and loving my family and friends. Yes, you are losing and I am winning☺.
Writing about this is new to me so I ask for the readers' patience as I try to get through my "story." This so-called "story" also ends up as a small novel, so I certainly won't blame anyone for not reading it to the end.
I am an American, early 50's, male, happily married. Just about 14 months ago now, I weighed 240 pounds but I am 6'3" with a fairly large frame like my father so I carried the weight well and always looked very healthy (at least according to my family and friends). I have been working overseas for the past 15 years and took another overseas assignment in January 2008. During that assignment, I began to lose my appetite and also began having lower abdominal and lower back pain, but, because I had no confidence in the medical personnel near my assignment (for lots of reasons most everyone would easily understand), I elected to wait until I finished the assignment to see my own family doctor. Besides, I attributed most of the weight loss to the long hours and rigorous physical conditions of the work and the stress we were all under to complete the work under a very aggressive schedule, and because I found that joining the guys after work for a few drinks dramatically reduced both my pain and stress levels.
Dear fellow Brothers and Sisters in Cancer survival-I have undergone 99 Surguries,Three bouts with Malignant Cancer. One was Adinocarcinoma , Lung Cancer, I lost my left lung to that. The Xray Tecs missed the Cancer for 6 Months calling it a "Bone Shadow". When it started to grow they paid attention. It was up behind my Collar Bone and hard to see. My First Cancer was due to my being a Twin at birth. I absorbed the other twin,and ended up with two sets of baby teeth, two top ribs (caused 'double thorasic outlet syndrome)two surguries to remove them, two appendix, three overies and two uterous. I had Endometryosis and Cysts through out the abdominal cavity, plus +4 cell changes in the Uterous,cervics and the overies. they got all the cells without Chemo or Radiation same with the Lung removal. I have also had Skin Cancer (this is complicated with my having S.L.E.Lupus) I am allergic to Sunlight and Floresant lights. I have "Blue Coded" three times, once for 10 min. yes, I was dead!. I went through the "Tunnel of Light" and was sent back to deliver my first Grandson,help get kids of the streets and to help others to keep going. I am like that Dandilion that keeps coming up through the cement. I don't know I can't do it and there isn't enough "Roundup" in the world to get rid of me. I married my best buddy 47 yrs ago and he still thinks I'm cute so I don't let him get his glasses fixed. I have been a Professional Artist and teacher for 30 years.
Hi everyone, I'm Sarah and my story starts when I was five years old. I went into my parents' room one morning and said: "Mommy, my knee hurts" She said I would be fine and to go back to bed and I did so. My mother thought I just hurt myself on the playground or something. This pain persisted for two weeks and then I started Kindergarten and I was able to forget about the pain for a little bit. However on the second day of school I told my mother: "Mommy, I don't want to go to school tomorrow" Of course this worried my mother, and the next morning I awoke with a fever of 103 and my mother brought me to the ER at Carney Hospital in Brockton, Mass.
My name is Erin. I am 43. This is my gorgeous 21 year old daughter.
Last month I had the lumpectomy surgery.This month I struggle with the meaning of my pathology report (post Surgery). I am scheduled to begin radiation therapy. My problem is; being a poor-white-girl-on-MediCal, I can not afford the service of a second opinion to view my slides. With all due respect to the professionals dedicated to breast cancer-I have zero confidence in the narrow-minds of western medicine. If every cancer and every woman is different, why? why am I being treated like all the rest? I'll tell you why-MONEY. This breast cancer crap is a money maker. I've seen every Hospital grow just as fast as a cancer.