I have every faith in my doctors. My attitude, friends and family prove to me that I am going to survive this. It is not curable, but I know I have a chronic disease that, like any other chronic disease, is a lifetime of strength, attitude and support.
I have always been a positive person who chooses to see the sun rather than the clouds. The same is true, even now. I use every breath I have to enjoy my life, my husband and my kids and to spread awareness about MBC.
My hope is that it may open the eyes of both breast cancer “survivors”, physicians, and drug companies to the needs of women like myself.
I accept that I can’t wish or medicate myself into a life without cancer and I have made peace with this reality. It isn’t the life I would have picked for myself, but it’s my life and I’m going to devote every last breath to changing the world for MBC patients and their families.
After my initial inclination to feel sorry for myself and give up any hope of being able to live long enough to do things many of us take for granted like dance at my daughter’s wedding, I decided that in order to help myself, I needed to help others.
It’s about moments. It’s all about Bonus Time, and I’m carping the hell out of each diem.
I have had stage 4 breast cancer since 2012, but I have lived with breast cancer for almost 21 years.
None of us are guaranteed tomorrow, so why not soak up every moment we can with the ones we love?
I am determined to live my life and enjoy my handsome, hilarious husband and my 3 beautifully wild children. I laugh loudly, smile often and look absolutely fabulous while doing it.
The hushed, dying voices of those now stage 4, ruining the party, knowing the reality, not everyone is saved.