Life is full of ups and downs. We are constantly rediscovering ourselves as we navigate life’s twists and turns. We are the sum of our experiences (good and bad). Everything we’ve gone through in our lives has shaped the person that stares back at us in the mirror every morning. Who I was last year … Continue reading Learning how to love again…
I survived my second tissue expansion which was a lot less painful than the first, but just as uncomfortable. I was constantly checking my calendar and counting down the days until my final surgery. I had returned to work on a modified schedule which was a huge help considering I was struggling with getting my … Continue reading Happy Boobday!
I was cancer free, but I still had to have one more expansion before my surgery. My doctors' appointments didn't slow down, in fact I felt like I had more than usual. My prayer continued to be that God completely restore my health. One of the things that my doctors constantly reminded me of is … Continue reading What Now?
I had been waiting on the final pathology based on the tumors that were removed. Even though I had gone back and forth to the Dr. I still hadn't heard what I wanted to hear just yet. I have been declaring that " I AM HEALED" since the day of my diagnosis. I have … Continue reading You can just call me CANCER FREE
A few weeks had passed and I was still camped out at my parents'. It was like living at home all over again and I was quickly approaching a month of being in their guest bedroom. I was moving around a little better, in spite of still having to sleep sitting up on pillows. It was … Continue reading Going to see a man about some boobs
Some days were good and others were not so great. There were days that I didn't look at my phone, I didn't open the blinds or get out of bed. I was tired in every sense of the word. I was still going back and forth to the doctor. I bounced between my oncologist, surgeon … Continue reading I’m Still Here
I was so grateful to have the help and support of my loved ones. I had to use a small stool to get in and out of the bed in my parents’ guest bedroom. I had to constantly have help adjusting all the pillows. Between the pain and having drains on each side, I wasn’t … Continue reading Pillows, Pills & Prayer…