I live in IL. But, I am from Northern CA. All my education was done in the L.A area. I attended USC for my undergraduate degree, CSULB for a Master’s degree in Sports Psychology. Then CSPP for a doctorate in Clinical Psychology. I didn’t complete the program do to my relocation for my husband’s job. The institution awarded me a Master’s in Clinical Psychology for my schoolwork and therapy work with clients. My husband and I relocated every two years for his job in the medical field. I modeled both in LA and the cities we went to before and after breast cancer.
In 2004, I had a mammogram because my right breast looked slightly abnormal. I had no other symptoms. No pain or discharge. I was referred to see a surgeon. The surgeon suggested a lumpectomy procedure. After the lumpectomy, I was told that I would have a mastectomy because it was determined that I had ductal carcinoma in situ (DCIS- precancer). No one in my family had any type of cancer. The mastectomy surgery with immediate reconstruction surgery had its challenges. I had drains that needed to be tended too. I had a tissue expander placed into the mastectomy area to stretch the skin and muscle in preparation for the implant. After healing from the mastectomy, the expander process started. It requires weekly saline injections for a month or longer. When this process was over, I had the final reconstruction surgery of an implant placed inside the pocket. The next year a mammogram revealed that I had invasive cancer in the left breast. Another mastectomy and reconstruction surgery was scheduled and the process started again. For two years I rehabbed and went on with my stay-at-home mom life. In 2007, while visiting my mom for Christmas, I had to go to Emergency at a local hospital. Thereafter MRI testing revealed Stage 4 Breast Cancer metastasis to my Cerebellum (rear brain). This effects my ability to balance (walking, etc.) and intercranial pressure (which caused my Hydrocephalus).
After going through the Stage 4 Cancer process, divorce, and fighting for custody of my son all at the same time. I thought it was dire that diagnosed women, families, and friends need to know that an advance stage breast cancer diagnosis isn’t a death sentence. Read my struggle with this disease while fighting many other obstacles and how I could remain positive and trust in God’s loving embrace to help me fight this overwhelming battle. Hopefully, you will get something out of my story to help see your experience differently. Your disposition is everything!
I am a mother a 16 year-old boy. Being the mother of a teenager is challenging. I’m so used to being completely involved in my son’s daily life. From Mommie & me classes, Kindermusik classes, to Six Flaggs, Hawaii, and several adventures. It so different now that my son is a bonified teenager.Click here for the whole story!