Here I am. Today I am 61 years old and the year 2005, the year of my original diagnosis of breast cancer, seems so far away. As many would say, "you've come a long way baby". I have had many things happen and have done many things since my last chemo in November 2005. Sold a house, bought a house, lost the house, moved to Madison Wisconsin, taken on a new job that I love and kick started my life back on track as being diagnosed with early Alzheimer's.
Then: After having some very rough times over the last couple of months with a lot of horrible pain it finally came to a head with a trip via rescue squad to the ER on July 10, 2013.
My husband and I were not ready in any way for the words we would hear just a few hours later. Metastatic Breast Cancer in my spine. As it turned out, that was just for starters.
I really do not want any part of the cancer journey again. But I guess the choice wasn't mine to be made. My daughter immediately flew in from NYC and my son being right here in Madison came quickly. My hubby, my children, my best friend Kim and every one else are all in shock right now. But one thing has already emerged that is far different than the first time. I have a very large support group now cheering me on and sending positive thoughts my way. This alone has already allowed me to be able to take a breath and try to make something good out of all this.
As I journey my newly laid path, I will most likely blog about it from time to time.
Till then and beyond, live every day like it's your last, 'cause one day you're gonna be right.
