
Learning to be thankful in the midst of treatment
It was after I started chemotherapy, that I was at home one day healing from the treatment and I realized I was thankful.
“Tell the story of the mountain you climbed. Your words could become a page in someone else’s survival guide.” — Morgan Harper Nichols

It was after I started chemotherapy, that I was at home one day healing from the treatment and I realized I was thankful.

Even on days when I didn’t feel like fighting, I have to because I had my son to live for.

This might be the most meaningful part of my journey. Grappling with being a physician, trying to treat and heal myself, and then the vulnerability that comes with being a patient.

“Be strong.” That’s what they tell you, that’s what you tell yourself and that’s what you think you must do to beat cancer.

My dream for over ten years, had finally become a reality and for the second time, cancer was taking it away from me.

Breast cancer helped me to really understand why flight attendants tell you to put your oxygen mask on first before you help anyone else.

So, here I am, two years out since getting the all clear, and now I’m faced with one more hurdle… total hysterectomy.

I’m treating cancer like a kidnapper or robber trying to steal me away from my children.

No one prepares you for a broken vag when you’re 40 and diagnosed with breast cancer.

Co-founder of For the Breast of Us is featured on Cancergrad.org.