It was January 3 of last year that my biopsy was performed and I was diagnosed with breast cancer. It has been a long year of surgeries and treatments. Hair loss. Weight gain. Nails lost. Skin changes. Scars and burns. Looking in the mirror and wondering just who was looking back at me.
Vivid dreams. Deep love and deep lonliness. Commitments and betrayals. Joy and tears. Disappointments and surprises. It was a whole bag of tricks all tied up and shaken around. I was raw and clear-sighted. What stayed intact was my love of life. I'm not afraid to die, but I'm not ready now. I love life way too much to leave it yet. And my sense of humor. The words, "You're so brave" are what kept me going. I was brave. And now I'm coming out the other side!
Here is my year in a collection of photos I found. I don't have a lot of words to share today, but it is important to me that this day be marked. Noticed.
Some of them are graphic. So be forewarned. For my sisters whom I have connected with walking this journey with me. Women who want the truth like I did.
My last radiation treatment was on December 8. Today I am still healing from radiation burns. I am getting my body back into some state of equilibrium and preparing for my hysterectomy on January 21. I complete the trial drug Herceptin in April. I take Arimidex daily to keep my estrogen levels down.
I'm back to work.
And so it is.
And here I am. :)