Life is beautiful , and I am going to live it to the fullest.
I found out I had Breast
cancer 3 weeks after the death of my beloved Father in law, and just 2
months before that I had a Hysterectomy.
I figured from what I had already endured along with my wonderful
Husband, my inspiration, I was not going to take a back seat to this.
I was a lucky one and went in with a very positve outlook, had a
masectomy and it took one day at a time.
I am now a very Happy survior getting ready for a two week Hawaii
Vacation (that was put on hold because of the minor set back of cancer) our 35th
Wedding Anniversary. Can't wait.
Life is beautiful , and I am going to live it to the fullest.
Sincerely,
Diane
I am a 2 year survivor
HI! I met you at the N.H.
Expo this afternoon and was pleasantly surprised to see the shirts that
you are doing!
I think it is just grand that you are doing this for
your Mom and the rest of us cancer surviors. As I told you this
afternoon - I am a 2 year survivor of lung cancer and (as of 2 days ago) I started my
third year and I hope to have many more!
Best of everything to your Mom.
Kris
I'm your
best advertisement!
Jan 12 was my first appt. at
MD Anderson, Houston. I'd ordered the "Cancer -wrong broad" shirt a
little before that so it didn't get here till afterwards, but as soon as
it came I put it on and have worn it to every appt. since.
I'm your
best advertisement!
The ladies in the Gyno, Internal Med., Oral Onc. etc.
would stop to ask where I got it- the smiles, laughter and positive
looks were an encouragement in itself as we all recognized the sisterhood
in which we lived!
Thank you so much for following your dreams and
allowing me to "meet" you when I spoke with you the pioneer way-via
telephone!
Peg Chance, TX
I can Live among the Living. In Technicolor.
On a day much like today, I changed. The day I realized I had to do
something, was the day I got diagnosed
with cancer. Note that I didn't
capitalize that word, as I never wanted to give" it" that much power;
I left it little, so it had to stay little. The doctors almost drooled
as they told me how I could go into remission, even 2 maybe 3 times if
I was to follow their indepth chemically laden regimine. And oh
yes...would you sign here to be a test paper subject for us? Although mildy
flattered (?) I didn't succumb to the pressures of being a test monkey
for
a new chemical for my disease.
I started to meditate, pray, write, draw - anything to replace the
vision of Darkness the medical community wanted to color me with. I made
my dreams colorful, light-inspired and positive. I entered an
esthetician program at a prestigious school in the area and started my journey.
My teachers and fellow students helped me get through the rigorous
program, despite chemo, growing marital problems and helped me Keep Keepin'
On.
Through this journey, my husband soured toward me because the focus was
off of him and on to my needs.
No surprise there. I ended my
marriage, and with it, the financial security and insurance benefits. I needed
Me much more. The sacrifices I took, were great, but I decided I
would rather have a penny to my name and all
of my integrity than sit in a
controlled , materially comfortable but emotionally stiffled marriage .
The Black Hole
life didn't work for me anymore.
Through much prayer and strife, I am Happy (note I captilized that!)
and am in a great job as a medical esthetician, amongst fantastic docs
and supportive friends. Never did I think that this sort of thing could
happen to anyone. Maybe a movie on cable, but surely not a life I
would ever wish on someone!
I've made it, and thanks to sites like this
one, I can Live among the Living. In Technicolor.
Nancy
