In August of 2018, I was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer. I was shocked, as I had no family history of breast cancer, and somehow, never thought I was at risk.
I discovered it during one of the few self exams I'd ever done and it felt like I was unceremoniously dumped into the long, grueling trek that is cancer treatment. It took about 9 months or so. I was surgery-ed, chemo-ed and radiated. My hair fell out. I felt sick and looked sick. I hardly left the house, except to go to the hospital to get cut, poked, radiated. I was terrified, hopeless, tired as hell and, as my husband said, I lost my "happy." AND I was extremely fortunate, because, by the grace of the angels, I found my cancer at Stage 1. I was able to get a solid treatment plan and receive treatment from the wonderful team at Henry Ford Cancer Institute and Henry Ford Hospital - West Bloomfield.
My prognosis is good and odds are, I'll live a long and healthy life.
I finished treatment two months ago and have been working on nutrition and fitness. My stamina is back, I feel like my old self, and my happy has returned.