Fight Like A Girl & Kick Cancer's!

Single parent of a child recently diagnosed with heart problems, fighting an aggressive triple negative breast cancer. Cell growth is 93%
I am the only girl in a family of 5; so the phrase fight like a girl always made me laugh because no one ever expected me to fight as I did.  I had all brothers what did you expect.  Now I’m in a battle for my life, January 9, 2015 I was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer.

This news couldn’t have come at the most inconvenient moment.  The year before that my absolutely, amazingly, beautiful daughter developed heart problems and the year before that she was diagnosed with Asperger’s.  My daughter has had asthma since infancy.  So to say I already had my fill of doctors, bills, and complete exhaustion would be an understatement but as all single mothers, all over the world do and have done since the dawn of time.  I took a deep breath and said okay and pushed on.  The doctor repeated, you have cancer.  I told him I heard you I’m just waiting to hear how we’re going to fight this.  That has been my mindset from the beginning. 

I went with the nurse advocator who was so polite and sweet as she asked did I need a minute.  I told her I was okay and listened intently as she provided me with my binder, scheduled my surgery and discussed my chemotherapy with me.  Talk about a world wind experience.  I drove myself to my mom’s and called my boss on the way to let her know I wasn’t coming back to the office, and as I told her I had cancer she asked me to repeat myself because I sounded to calm.  Shocked was more like it.   As I walked into my mom’s she was on the chaise she asked so how did it go?  I told her I had cancer and walked to the bathroom.  I finally found myself in tears, my throat felt as if it was closing up and it was so hard to swallow as I spoke those words.  Those three words. 

My mom did not take the news well at all I didn’t plan on telling my daughter so soon but my mother’s reaction made it where I had to.  She overheard my mom who was so angry because she felt they never should have told me while I was alone.  All I could do was take a deep breath, but I wasn’t alone.  No one may have physically sat there with me but I definitely wasn’t alone and I am not having Alex upset so I walked into the room where she was watching t.v.  Waiting to see if what she overheard was a mistake.  I explained to her many people live with cancer just because you have it doesn’t mean you will die.

She looked at my face searching it to see if I believed what I was telling her and if I was okay and all I she said was I just don’t want you to die while I’m little which made holding back the tears and telling my baby I have cancer the most difficult things I have ever had to do and yet I did.  As I wiped away hers, I told her I am not going anywhere. 

 I have always held my own but this fight requires some back-up, support if you will.  One person swing at an object can cause some damage however when you have 5, 10, 15 etc individuals hammering oh what mighty blows we can make and the affect it can cause.  Please join in my fight, please help me kick cancer’s butt.

I ask for your help in two ways: First is prayer. Second, if you are able to provide any financial donations to help offset these ever increasing costs so I can focus on kicking cancer's butt and raising my sweet baby girl. Any and every donation is greatly appreciated and please keep me and my family lifted in your prayers.  We certainly understand if you are not able to do so.  Thank you so much!