About 4 years ago I was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer. I went through an amazing time. Sorry, no photos to share.
It all began in the Fall of 2007. I felt a lump in my breast, but didn’t think much about it.
In February of 2008, I was supposed to address the Minnesota Harness Racing Association for the Hall of Fame Presentation.
We had purchased a “new” truck and were confident about it. About halfway to our destination, a winter storm picked up. Not too long after that the truck broke down. But where the truck broke down was horrible. Right on the side of a busy interstate with semis roaring by.
We had a pay as you go cell phone and got help. They hooked up the truck and got us into a hotel.
That was one of the most boring weekends I have ever spent. The snowstorm just kept raging. They couldn’t get the truck fixed.
Thankfully, I was able to email my Hall of Fame speech, so all was not lost.
I remember stepping out of the bathroom shower and seeing the lump on my breast. I knew that when we got home I would have to get it checked out.
I did go to the clinic and found out, yes indeed I had breast cancer. Thank God for the snowstorm or I might not have made it through the whole thing.
I was quiet throughout my my experience because I did not want a lot of people calling me all the time and me having to prop them up. I told people close to me, my family, don’t call me for an update, I will call you.
I am still not sure if I should be writing about this. So many loved ones die from cancer. I made it through so far but I can’t live forever. Somehow though, I think recalling this makes me realize and stop denying the fact that I did struggle through cancer. And that may make me stronger.
Does that make any sense?