We used to joke back in the '70 that it was my husbands job to give me breast exams. Well, there I was, 44 years old in 1995 and he asked "what's that?". I was at the doctors the next day, mastectomy two weeks later and six monthes of chemo. That was 14 years ago, I feel very lucky to have such a wonderful husband and loving and caring family & friends. On the first anniversary of my surgery, my husband brought me home a horse, and said go play. Remember, "Keep loving, keep living, keep happy, keep safe."
Morgan Hill, Ca
morgan hill, CA