Bras and bereavement: learning to embrace the new normal
While planning a bra-fitting meetup for my Young Survival Coalition support group, I was reminded of the pile of useless underthings stuffed in my bottom drawer.
“Tell the story of the mountain you climbed. Your words could become a page in someone else’s survival guide.” — Morgan Harper Nichols
While planning a bra-fitting meetup for my Young Survival Coalition support group, I was reminded of the pile of useless underthings stuffed in my bottom drawer.
My doctors never mentioned I was high risk because my mother received her initial diagnosis in her late fifties.
When you get cancer you think your life is over but for me my life has begun. I have cancer cancer doesn’t have me!
With only a one in five chance of surviving beyond five years, I’m so blessed to still be here thriving, 15 years after my initial diagnosis.
It was after I started chemotherapy, that I was at home one day healing from the treatment and I realized I was thankful.
Even on days when I didn’t feel like fighting, I have to because I had my son to live for.
This might be the most meaningful part of my journey. Grappling with being a physician, trying to treat and heal myself, and then the vulnerability that comes with being a patient.
“Be strong.” That’s what they tell you, that’s what you tell yourself and that’s what you think you must do to beat cancer.
My dream for over ten years, had finally become a reality and for the second time, cancer was taking it away from me.
Breast cancer helped me to really understand why flight attendants tell you to put your oxygen mask on first before you help anyone else.
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