October is National Breast Cancer Awareness month. You may be noticing a lot of pink here and there and you may have friends asking you for donations to support their walks. It’s amazing how many people in this country have been diagnosed or know someone who has. We all know at least one.
I am one year out from my cancer diagnosis. I found out in June 2010 that I had breast cancer. At the time I was 30 and had just celebrated the 1st birthday of my youngest son. I never in my life thought I would get it so young. It runs in my family, so I thought maybe another 20 years at least. Nope. No such luck.
In this past year I have been through a lot. Surgery after surgery… treatment after treatment. It was a scary time. More than anything I was worried about my kids, and the “what if…” thoughts ran through my head. I had to stop those thoughts. It made me depressed, and that was no way to be. I had to be strong. If not for myself, for my boys.
It’s a new day and a new year. I am healthy. I am happy. My hair is growing back!
Just be aware that cancer can hit at any age. It can hit anyone. Just because you follow the rules of healthy eating, you have children, you breast feed, you don’t smoke, and you don’t drink does not mean that you will not get cancer. Look at me…. it’s a sneaky little beast. Doctors may shove down your throat that early detection is important. Listen to them. So many lives are saved because of it. I hope to live a long, happy, healthy life and watch my great grand children run around my front yard… Only time will tell, and as long as my kids don’t give me an early heart attack from all the crazy fun they have, I plan on being around for a long. long time.