She’s only 32.
It just doesn’t seem fair that she would be battling breast cancer.
Wife, mom, student, sister, daughter, friend, and soon to be survivor.
Initially they thought we were dealing with stage 1 cancer with no chemo and no radiation.
Things aren’t always what they appear to be.
Stage 3 cancer, 8 rounds of chemo and radiation are needed and it has spread into the lymph nodes .
A partially mascetomy was completed and a port was put in.
After only one week of radiation an unexplainable high fever would send her to the ER only to discover a infection in the breast and a blood clot around the port.
This week her hair started falling out in clumps.
I visited her in the hospital yesterday and even in her weakened state she just wanted to make sure that I was ok.
I kissed her forehead at the end of our visit.
Inside of my car I rested my head on the steering wheel and I cried.