I was 40 years old and following my Drs orders to get my baseline mammogram. I set the appointment up and carelessly went in to have it done. Went without a hitch. Then I received a call to come in for additional views. I still wasn't concerned. I had previously worked at my gyn office for ten years and had called many patients for this same thing. I went in for the views and they had me wait in the waiting area. After about ten minutes they came and got me. They took me back to talk to the radiologist. He proceeded to tell me that I had cancer but if I was going to have any it was the best kind. I remember thinking, "are you crazy? Did you just tell me I have cancer? " I was alone and I was supposed to work a 12 hour shift right after that and I couldn't even respond. The nurse took me aside and asked me if I understood what I was being told. I was in shock I think. No I didn't understand. I nodded and drove myself home. I finally pulled myself together enough to call work and then my husband. He didn't understand or believe it either. I then went through tests, biopsies and surgeries which were all so humiliating to me. More people had seen my body in those few weeks then ever before. I hated it. Finally after my fourth surgery and recovery I was headed back to work. I was happy to be back in world of the living. My husband decided to take that time to tell me he wanted a divorce after 16 years of marriage. I was devastated again. I didn't want to be alone but how would I find someone who would want my mutilated body and self esteem.
This is when I learned how wonderful life could be. I met an amazing man who loves me with my scars and my kids. I thank God every day for opening my eyes and showing me how to live.
Westerville, OH
