Breast cancer rates are hitting at about 1 in 12 women – that’s a lot.
My mom was 28 when she was diagnosed almost 27 years ago. At the time, she wasn’t aware of any immediate family member that had breast cancer. Somewhere along the line there were murmerings about one of her great-grandmothers that had died at a “young” age who may have had breast cancer.
Well my sister has been doing some geneology mapping and she likes to confirm everything with death certificates/birth certificates/a census or some other reliable data! I got home this evening and Lydia was on the phone telling me to check my email – she wanted to tell me about her finding – right there in plain writing:
My great-great grandma Sophie, CAUSE OF DEATH: Carcinoma of the Breast. She died at age 44. It was a little bit ironic that Lydia called to tell me this today. Today, July 27.
July 27th – the day the doctor said he was sorry to inform me that the pathology reports DID indicate breast cancer.
Whew, thank you Jesus that day is a distant memory and He has carried me through! 🙂
I have never walked alone, for sure…faith, family and friends…couldn’t have done it without all three.
These little cheerleaders sure did pull me through some rough days…and some days made me wish I could be back in the bed with nothing to do except shop online for cute clothes when I was too weak to do anything else. 😉
And this little guy – just as sweet as he was at nine months old when I got that phone call. Just a sweet little baby.
So time marches on. Last year I was optimistic that I would be finished with everything I needed to be finished with by this time. Not quite there yet. Not sure when I will be, to be honest with you. But all reports are good and clear from the doctors so just feeling thankful!
And am I the only one amazed that doctors could diagnose breast cancer back in 1923? I think that is remarkable. Early detection is key, ladies! Feel your boobs and note any changes!
Be back soon with a bunch of pictures. 🙂