Hi, I am writing this as something came up today to fill me with so much hope, it also brought back many of my cancer journey memories, I was answering a post to someone on here, and remembered this woman I met a few years ago in the discount store Marshall's. We got to talking because she saw I had a scarf on my head with a pretty straw hat on over the top of it, very easy to see I had cancer, and I had chemotherapy and my hair was gone, we got to talking and she told me that her, and her sister both had been diagnosed over 5 years ago with end stage breast cancer. They had both gone for years together to get mammograms each year, so they both found out on the same day they had this incurable end stage breast cancer. I was shocked really to look at her, she looked very healthy, she had all of her makeup on really nice, nice clothes, and was in a good mood. The way it looked. She was smiling, and for the most part looked happy, and content. She went on to tell me that both of them had to go home and tell their mom and their dad and their siblings, they both had breast cancer. I can't imagine what a horrible thing that had to be for that family. they had faith in God and were active members in their church, the only difference in them was how they both felt about the cancer they had growing inside them. This sister I met, was alive and well, she had gone home and made all her plans to live, to fight and get chemo, radiation and whatever else they wanted to throw at me is what she said to me, "and your sister" I asked her, "She went home, and put on her pajamas and that is where she sat, and that is where she died". So we never really will know if this other sister would have lived if her attitude had been different like this sister. But it did make me feel different when I had heard this, in fact it had given me more of a reason to keep fighting. I hadn't been given too much hope from my own regular doctor, or even my oncologist, they both kind of just looked at me with sympathy on their faces and "there is not much we can do" type of reactions. I did choose to fight, like this sister alive and well and in remission today, and so am I. So anyone reading this post please know it hasn't been easy for me to go this route, but faith and a good fight has seen me through this ordeal. My doctors are surprised, and have told me so, my friends and family also told me they never thought Thanksgiving of 2006 I would live for more than a few weeks. The chemo and the radiation can make it look to anyone that you are dying, it is just what it does to us, it does make us feel sick, but not that bad that you can't get through it. It looks worse from the outside looking in. This is my story anyway, maybe others feel differently, but for me I was very tired and very weak and it took at least a full year to recoup enough strength to want to get up from the couch, and make some Christmas cookies, I say this because even that year of 2006 to make Christmas cookies with my grandchildren,I needed a table and chairs to sit while I did it, today I am up and walking each day. I still have cancer, but I contiune to fight it it and like that sister, alive and well I plan to win. You can too. Just believe in yourself. and believe in your faith.
good luck, and god bless
Sandy




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