When I first got diagnosed with breast cancer, I read a piece entitled, ''The Perks of Having Cancer.'' The perks of having WHAT? Seriously? There are no perks... Not now. Not ever. One of the ''perks'' which stuck out in my mind was how you learn who your true family and friends are. Three months in to this nightmare, I have found this resonating with me significantly. I have not heard from certain family members. It took eight days after my diagnosis for me to speak to my own mother, and that was only because I called her to inform her I was starting chemotherapy the following day. ''Oh, I didn't know you were starting so soon.'' Really? Initially I received a card from my mother and another from my brother. My brother also sent me a text message about two months later. I responded, he did not. That was it. In three months of being diagnosed with breast cancer and undergoing chemotherapy, I received one card and a text messa...
Join me on my journey down the rabbit hole of Cancer Land! Treatment, divorce, parenthood, teaching and dating while learning to navigate my new life as a metavivor. My sordid tale begins on April 17, 2017 at age 33 when I was diagnosed with Stage II Invasive Ductal Carcinoma Triple Negative Breast Cancer and continues with my new Stage IV diagnosis exactly two years later on April 17, 2019.