When I was ten I lost my dad to throat cancer. I didn't understand much and I ended up just pushing everyone away.
Now 8 years later, my boyfriend of two years was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma. I joined because I want to learn more about cancer. I'm sick of it messing with my life and I'm tired of seeing people sick from it. My boyfriend is being treated in a Children's hospital and I have met so many strong little kids fighting. They have touched my heart so deeply and it truly has changed my life and I want to do something about it.
I've done volunteer work for several Relay For Life events over the past few years, and also attended a few on my own, but there was one in particular that was especially meaningful to me. My Nana (dad's mom, Italian family) passed away from colon cancer in November 2005, and it had a huge impact on me. She was the closest person to me that had died, and the only close relative to also have cancer. She was in treatment for it for a period of a few years, having been in remission for it for a while, only to relapse later. She had many other health issues by the time she passed away, so it was not unexpected. I attended a Relay For Life event on the weekend of what would have been her next birthday. I had set up many luminaria bags at past events where I volunteered, but I had never made one for anyone I knew. It gave me a chance to reflect on her life and how she helped me during my own cancer treatment.
I thought I would write my story just in case anyone had a similar one to mine. I was diagnosed with lobular breast cancer in October of 2005. At the time I was shocked but then I guess I always thought I might get it since my mom's mother died of breast cancer and my father's aunt had had a lumpectomy. I was surprised that I had a tumor of 5 centimeters that went undetected at an earlier stage by a recent mammogram. Also through a later MRI I discovered there were some lobular in situ cells in my other breast. I had a mammogram in November of 2005 and in December of 2005 had chemotherapy and I lost all of my hair.
My beautiful awe-inspiring mom, Rene, was diagnosed with breast cancer January 8th, 2008.
She died September 8th, 2008 leaving my dad (a 47 year long marriage), myself and my sister Candy, lost without her.
Chemotherapy caused her to develop severe lymphoma in her right arm.
She died an awful morphine-filled death but not before she suffered terribly, her heart overwhelmed with sadness...
The pain in my heart is just too overwhelming to keep covered anymore. I've tried to be strong for my family this last year - through it all and we've come a long way but now, it seems as though the floodgates of my heart are opening and I don't know how to contain my tears.
Not the best pic of Scooter, but the best pic of me in years, sad to say, so we opted for this one :).