Q. We decided to have our first issue be reared in awareness of cancer and with that being said we couldn’t have it not being said that one of our own member has been stricken with cancer and that person is you. Can you please let our viewers know what kind of cancer you are struggling with and how long?
A. After my youngest son was born, I was at the age of 27. I went to get my yearly OBGYN checkup done. The results came back that I had abnormal cells with a potential of it becoming cancerous, but at that time they were not. I was cleared to not have to come back for another year. Every year after that, I keep getting the same results until I was 32. That was when I heard the words no woman wants to ever hear, that my cells have turned from abnormal to cancerous and I was diagnosed with cervical cancer. The word ‘cancer’ no matter what type it is, stings your soul. I don’t even think the words registered to me at that time. I did an outer body experience and began stressing. I didn’t even know what I was stressing about. It took me days, to register in my mind what I was told. I was immediately scheduled to have surgery. They wanted to freeze the cancerous cell and scrap them off, it was an outpatient procedure. I took off work that Friday and was back to work on Monday. Even though I never processed the fact that I had cancer, I knew I could allow my mind to succumb to it and I had to keep pushing myself. And I could keep moving forward. After the procedure, I went back 6 weeks later and I was in remission. I still had to get checked out every 6 months instead of once a year.
I was diagnosed with cervical cancer again when I was 34, just this past year. I fell off after the first year of going back every 6 months. I was tired of getting scrapped and hurting on the inside, but I still did go every year. Well I went to get my yearly checkup done in January and the results came back that I had stage 2 cervical cancer and it was aggressive and I needed to start chemo asap. All I could think about this time was that I was going to die and why couldn’t they just do surgery again. The cancer had spread so bad that surgery wouldn’t be able to fix it this time. Stress started to sit in and I became very depressed. I did not want to tell or talk to anyone. I went to my chemo treatments by myself and it took me a long time to tell anyone I was going through the battle once more, but this time it was worse than before. I shut down and refused to let anyone in and refused to show any weakness. I became a machine and pushed myself to all limits. It was like in my mind had to stay busy to keep myself from breaking down and if I slowed down the cancer would take over me. I did my chemo treatments for months on my lunch breaks and went right back to work. Once I hit six months of chemo, I physically was not strong was I was before. I was becoming weak and brittle. I could not return to work after chemo anymore and begged to be able to get my treatments on the weekends so that I did not have to miss work. I did not want my job knowing I was battling cancer. I was always weak and extremely tired. The chemo was constraining certain functions of my body that put me in great pain. But all I cared about was proving to myself and in my mind that I can keep going. I had many times of weakness when I wanted to give up, but My Creator put the right people in place at the right time. And those people saved my life and I was ready to give up on life. I will always be grateful and blessed to the ones that were there for me.
but I still did go every year. Well I went to get my yearly checkup done in January and the results came back that I had stage 2 cervical cancer and it was aggressive and I needed to start chemo asap. All I could think about this time was that I was going to die and why couldn’t they just do surgery again. The cancer had spread so bad that surgery wouldn’t be able to fix it this time. Stress started to sit in and I became very depressed. I did not want to tell or talk to anyone. I went to my chemo treatments by myself and it took me a long time to tell anyone I was going through the battle once more, but this time it was worse than before. I shut down and refused to let anyone in and refused to show any weakness. I became a machine and pushed myself to all limits. It was like in my mind had to stay busy to keep myself from breaking down and if I slowed down the cancer would take over me. I did my chemo treatments for months on my lunch breaks and went right back to work. Once I hit six months of chemo, I physically was not strong was I was before. I was becoming weak and brittle. I could not return to work after chemo anymore and begged to be able to get my treatments on the weekends so that I did not have to miss work. I did not want my job knowing I was battling cancer. I was always weak and extremely tired. The chemo was constraining certain functions of my body that put me in great pain. But all I cared about was proving to myself and in my mind that I can keep going. I had many times of weakness when I wanted to give up, but My Creator put the right people in place at the right time. And those people saved my life and I was ready to give up on life. I will always be grateful and blessed to the ones that were there for me.
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