
Andrea and her family at Disneyland
I am a SURVIVOR!
Dec. 30, 2008, three weeks before my 40th birthday, I got the horrible news: breast cancer. Surgery, chemo and radiation would be necessary to kill this cancer. Weeks of emotional upheaval, stress, worry, anguish, the “why me”? Then, after meeting with the surgeon and understanding more about what was happening to me and my body, I felt a peace and calm come over me. I thought, “why not me?”
We had a plan: I put on my pink boxing gloves and got ready to fight! But, not before I took my boys to Disneyland. The trip had already been planned and I asked the surgeon if delaying surgery a couple of weeks would matter when I was 80. He told me if I could go and have fun, then do it!! So we did, and we had a wonderful trip. I so wanted to give this to my children (ages seven and 10 at the time), as I knew the next year would be a struggle, and it was. Now, 16 months post-chemo and 13 months post-radiation I feel like me again, and am so grateful for so many things in my life.
What does being a breast cancer survivor really mean? It means different things to different people. These are some of the things it means to me:
- It means I can read a pathology report.
- It means I will never complain about bad hair days again.
- It means I have scars I never thought imaginable.
- It means that I tend to not sweat the “small stuff” so much anymore.
- It means that every time I hear of someone who has been diagnosed with cancer my heart breaks for them because now I really understand.
- It means I have clearer priorities in life, and make time for the things I really want to be doing.
- It means I feel like I’ve been given an opportunity to look at and live life differently, and I do.
- It means I am stronger than I ever thought I could be (or wanted to be).
Being a survivor means I am now a member of a club I really never imagined I’d join, but thankful there are organizations like the Canadian Breast Cancer Foundation that connect us and support us.