Yesterday I was able to take a couple hours for myself to go to the beach. My younger kids were at camp and so I took a beach chair, towel and book.
It was the lightest I've ever traveled to the beach, as other Moms know it's a huge undertaking with kids!
It was a year ago to the day when I had my double Masectomy with reconstruction
and so it was a reflective day for me. I am so fortunate to have had guidance from a Naturopath to assist my body during surgery recovery and treatments and some I ncredibly supportive friends, amazing surgeons, and an understanding Oncologist who actually listened and read new research that I presented to him as well as advising me on treatments.
Best of all now you can't even tell I went through the ordeal at least physically. There is no port scar, no reconstruction is noticeable because everything looks the same and my hair is growing back...as awkward as it is to have curly short hair! But I am changed for sure. Still trying to recover my immune system and stamina by being mindful of what I need to do every day. The excess weight and inflammation from the drugs are starting to improve, yet I mindful of what chemo does and the additional risks going forward that need to be lessened with higer acidity of the body, increased inflammation, toxicity of the liver, destruction of the bacteria in the colon to name a few. But I knew that going in and I think I know what to do to improve and heal creating an immune system that is once again strong and vibrant:)
One of the private Facebook groups with women who had this type of breast C (I still won't give power to the word) has been helpful and at times difficult to read. It still amazes me how people think these treawnts alone are a cure and why they seem surprised when recurrence occurs after putting your body through such destructive things. I hope I will be different, but with only a year out, I certainly can't claim to help others except maybe with tools to get through it all with the least amount of damage.
I am so greatful that what I needed was provided by a higher power and a small town community of friends who came together for me. I wish that for every woman who goes through this ordeal.
What a difference a year makes:)