What Breast Cancer Taught Me

Today marks ten years of being cancer-free, and I wanted to share a column I originally wrote for the Beacon Magazine in 2013. It’s still as relevant today as it was then. Breast cancer has brought me face-to-face with my mortality and helped change my life perspective. Some things that once seemed so important no longer are. … Continue reading What Breast Cancer Taught Me

Get those Mammies Grammed!

Regret serves no purpose and it certainly does not help the healing process in any way. I just sometime can't help but wonder how much easier recovering from and treating my breast cancer would have been had I not skipped two years of mammograms. Would the tumor have been smaller? Would it only be non-invasive … Continue reading Get those Mammies Grammed!

Home Sweet Home – The first stop on my journey to recovery.

July 31, 2013 - It was nice to be home and be all done with the hospital. Although I was sore, I just couldn't sit still. I moved slowly, but I had to get up and move around. My brother told me I was a "Bad patient" because I tried to do too many things … Continue reading Home Sweet Home – The first stop on my journey to recovery.

And then it was done.

My surgery went well. Between my surgeon and plastic surgeon it only took 4 hours instead of the estimated 5 hours I was originally told. The first thing I remember when I opened my eyes in the recovery room was seeing my daughter Megan, cousin Melanie, Kelli and Kelsi standing at the foot of my … Continue reading And then it was done.

The big day finally arrived

July 30, 2013 – After 3 long weeks, the day of surgery finally was here! Surprisingly I found myself calm and at peace. All those prayers must really be working. I can't think of any other way for that to be possible. I had to be to JFK Hospital at 5:30am. I surprisingly woke up … Continue reading The big day finally arrived

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

June 25-26, 2013 – Almost 6 days had passed and I some how managed to "keep it together" without losing it. It was the night before my scheduled MRI, I was alone and had no one to go with me at 8am the next morning. And then it happened — I had a major melt … Continue reading It was bound to happen sooner or later.