Dearest K. and Daughter, at 24 years my daughter was diagnosed with breast cancer. She is now a five year cancer survivor. Hers is a very long story that I will gladly share details if you are interested. I will provide my email address in a private message.
Our family went through 3 stages - Non Acceptance, Denial, and Reality. Non Acceptance is different than Denial. Non Acceptance is, 'No, they made a mistake.' 'You have been perfectly healthy all your life, they made a mistake.' 'You have nothing to worry about.' and, we didn't worry. Those statements were made with assurance and confidence that they were correct statements.
Then, even though we knew for sure she had cancer, we just denied it. The same statements were made but with a different tone - 'No, this can't be happening.' 'You are so young.' 'I am sure they must have made a mistake.' Our thoughts and fears ran rampid. 'Lets see another doctor.' Unfortunately, it doesn't take long to go from denial to reality. But, that's a good thing because then you take action, you get involved.
Once reality sets in, you will become a fighter. Thank God my daughter got there before I did. She thrust herself into learning everything she could about her cancer. She read book after book after book. She could hold an intelligent conversation with her doctor and she asked the right questions; and, if she disagreed or wanted to go another route, she knew what her options were.
With that being said, we ran into obstacles that caused confusion and mistrust; and, confusion caused fear. My daughter armed herself with knowledge, I armed myself with God and put Him in complete control over her situation. In addition to these - your daughter and you MUST take control of her medical treatment. Ask questions, change doctors if necessary. Be In Control!
I say this because if we had stayed with my daughter's first doctor, she probably would not be here today. After her first biopsy, the doctor told her she had breast cancer....but, he came to the waiting room and told my mother and I she did NOT have breast cancer. We WANTED to believe she did NOT have breast cancer. Boy, we loved this doctor! Imagine our surprise when he then scheduled my daughter for chemotherapy and radiation! We were confused. When my daughter asked to see her medical records from this doctor, he refused. When she changed doctors, he refused to send her files to the new doctor. However, before she could get set up with another doctor in Denton, her military husband returned from Iraq and they were moved to Lackland AFB in San Antonio.
Due to complications from a test, and not yet familiar with the medical facilities on the AFB, my daughter went to a civilian doctor. This doctor took immediate action and after all the months that had passed, we knew for the first time, my daughter definitely had breast cancer.
Both my mother-in-law and sister-in-law have had breast cancer and one surgery and they are back to normal - no complications. My daughter has not been as fortunate; but, she has been faithful, knowledgeable, and involved in her treatment.
My daughter has had a hysterectomy, a double mastectomy, and at one point the cancer had spread to her spine, but, it reacted well to radiation. The treatments have caused her to gain a lot of weight. In addition, her body swells to the point of looking nine months pregnant when she is tired or overworked. Her hair fell out starting from the bottom to the top and has come back wavy and kinky. She suffers from two diseases that the doctors say is impossible for her to have both; but, she does. She has Von Willow Brands disease, which causes her to bleed internally for no reason at all and she also suffers from blood clots. The doctors tell us she can't be a bleeder and suffer from blood clots! But, she does; and, they are the ones that diagnosed her!!! She is tired most of the time, even now, five years later. She has been in and out of the hospital from complications due to her body's reaction to reconstructive surgery and illnesses.
However, today, we know our prayers have been answered. My daughter has been in remission for several months. And, as her mom, I must say my daughter is a stronger and better person today than she was 5 years ago. I am in awe of her! My daughter counts her blessings and gives praise to God above for His healing. She shares her story whenever she is asked. She has shared her story on television in San Antonio on a local station. She has been honored as a breast cancer survivor at a fund raiser ceremony in San Antonio. She has trained for and ran in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in San Antonio.
At first, she was the youngest cancer patient at Wilford Hall (hospital) on Lackland AFB and the hospital used her to counsel a 19 year old girl diagnosed with cancer. She tells a story of hope and survival and family and friends and what you have to do to get through this time. She tells how she kept her hands busy to keep her mind busy on things other than her cancer.
Laughter is a must for everyone! We are a family that can laugh at ourselves and we kept that up during this time. My daughter made it easy by not complaining and showing her fears - but, moms know. But, it did make it easier to laugh. The first time her hair fell out we were at the hospital for my mother-in-law. My daughter and her husband were visiting and he offered to take her out to dinner. My daughter went to the bathroom to brush her hair and all of a sudden it was coming out in chunks. She screamed and we all went running to find hair all over the bathroom floor. The under part of her hairline was scattered everywhere. We scooped it up and put it in the trash can and then laughed to think what the cleaning woman would think when she came into the room of a white haired older woman and find a trash can full of long brown hair! Early on, we had all agreed to shave our head if her hair fell out. But, because of the way it fell out, she was able to wear hair pieces and extensions and the rest of us kept our hair. (Her dad did shave his head but it only made him look like Humpty Dumpty!)
Then, there was the Thanksgiving dinner party, just weeks after the last inflation of the expanders in her chest prior to having implants, where one side deflated! Here she was, dressed in a sexy top, showing off her new boobs and one went flat! Even though we all knew the process and complications it took just to get to that point, she still laughed hysterically!
Also, in September, M.D. Anderson Hospital in Houston, Texas holds a three day information seminar related to cancer patients. There are breakout sessions you can pick and choose which ones to attend. My daughter and I split up so we could see as many as we could and I shared my notes with her. Everyone thought "I" was the cancer patient because I cried so often. The support was phenomenal! We made lots of friends and received a lot of information. Due to finances, we can not attend this year; but, the hotel that sponsors the event gives a great discount and the room is wonderful! My daughter was so tired after our journey there that she went right to bed as soon as we arrived. She pulled her head off the pillow and said, "Wow, Mom, this is great!" "I may just spend the whole weekend here!" It was our first introduction to hotel quality 600 thread count sheets!
So, K. and her Darling Daughter - have faith that God is in control of your life and He will be your strength and see you through times you just can't imagine. Learn all you can. Participate and be in control. Let others help you - they want to, and, it really will help. If you don’t feel comfortable with a diagnosis or a procedure, ask for a second opinion. Don’t give up or let someone else make your decisions because, when all of the procedures have been done, and, you are in remission, “cancer” is still in your life and your will wonder “What Now?” So much of your life, your thoughts, your time will have been spent on cancer related issues, you won’t know how to act when there is no more cancer. This is a serious issue and it is covered in the seminar. Cancer or the threat of cancer will always be in your life. BUT, remember, Sweet Darling Daughter, from the first day you are diagnosed to every day of your life….You Are a Survivor! From the glory and mercy of God, my daughter is a five year survivor!
My prayers are with you and know God will heal you even before the biopsy!!!! God Bless You!