Six months ago, I turned 40, had my first , and became one of the one in eight women who will be diagnosed with breast cancer in her lifetime.
As those who know me can attest, I love a good challenge and I get shit done. So, I looked at this new “challenge” and went to work, tracking down the best oncologist and surgical team I could find.Then I started chemo, while continuing to work full time and raise two kids.
And while the four and a half months of chemo was grueling, I got through it, with lots of visits from supportive friends and the occasional conference call during an infusion.
I lost my hair and gained some wigs, and I finished chemo on February 6. I waited a few weeks for my immunity to rebuild so my family could go to Hawaii to.