Five years after breast cancer

Pink Ribbon
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I remember the day the doctor’s office called me and said, “Can you come in today?”  I knew she was not inviting me for tea and crumpets; I knew what that call meant.

I was fortunate; the cancer was found early by a mammogram. It was called “stage 0” cancer. I had surgery to remove the lump, and then radiation. I was 47 years old.

While lying on the table receiving my radiation treatment, I thought back to how my father had cancer when he was 47–and passed away. I knew that I was going to live–what really consumed my thoughts  was that I was fighting for custody of my son.

I didn’t let my ex or his lawyer know that I had cancer, as I am sure they would have used it as a weapon against me. I went back and forth to the courtroom, talked to the lawyers, the waited by the phone– but I never let on that I had cancer.

By the end of the summer, I had finished the radiation treatments.

I also won the custody battle: my son came back to live with me.

I’ve just passed the magic number–five years after having breast cancer, I am still cancer-free.

Please remember to get your mammogram!

10 thoughts on “Five years after breast cancer

Comments, questions, concerns, queries, quips?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s