Molly’s Story….every little bit helps….

March 29th, 2021 will forever be ingrained in my head, the day my life flashed before my eyes.

We found a lump on my right breast, I immediately panicked! Thought the worst! Sobbed! All I could think about was my babies growing up without their Mama. Ryan living life with out his rock, his main support system, the love of his life!

I immediately called my family doctor, and was sent for a mammogram a few days later, while I was there they sent me for an ultrasound as well.

All I could think was what everyone was telling me “Don’t worry! It’s probably just a cyst! It’s probably nothing!”

Not even a week later I was sent for a biopsy. Everything was happening so fast. Then the day came. March 29th, My family doctor called himself, asked us to come in, I knew what he was going to say, I knew in my gut.

“It’s not good, it’s Cancer”

I felt all the colour drain from my face. Ryan squeezing my hands so hard I can feel the circulation being cut off, feeling his heartbreak for me.

“What do I do? How do I fight this?!”

In the weeks to come, I met with surgeons, and my oncologist. I was diagnosed Stage 2 Triple Negative Breast Cancer, which has also spread to my lymph nodes. One of the more aggressive forms of Brest Cancer.

The treatment that was put in place is 8 rounds of intravenous chemotherapy, surgery, then radiation.

The chemotherapy is something I don’t wish on my worst enemy. You lose all taste of everything, everything tastes terrible making you lose your appetite for everything. The fatigue is unreal, your brain is in a constant fog, not to mention it effects your mental state as well! Losing all your hair, your immune system is shot, making you susceptible to anything. Just catching a cold landed me in the ER for the day on iv fluids and antibiotics. The pain in my legs and hips, some days I could hardly walk. My kids trying their best to understand, but still not understanding why mama can’t play with them, why is mamas hair falling out. We tried our best to explain to them what was happening. God bless their little hearts and brains and trying their very best to understand.

September 3rd I had surgery, I had a Lumpectomy with a lymph node dissection as well as breast reconstruction. Present day, I’m almost all healed, there is one spot under the breast that is healing slower than they’d like, in which delayed my radiation. I must be all healed in order to proceed. My goal date to start radiation is the 22nd so far. It will be 20 rounds of radiation, at the Cancer centre in Kitchener, a 40 min drive for us one way. I will have to do this every day, except weekends. Also, just finding out one of the tumours they removed had residual cancer in it, so I now have to do 4 more months of chemotherapy. Luckily it’s just a pill this time, but still frustrating that treatment has to continue.

We are asking for help as I am unable to work at this time and have been denied twice now from Ontario Disability. Apparently Cancer is not a disability, who knew! I don’t qualify for Ontario Works because Ryan is on long term disability due to severe mental health issues and stage 2 COPD.

We are asking for help with gas to and from Kitchener, help with groceries, bills that are getting away from us due to me losing all my income. Every little bit helps.

Thank you everyone for taking the time to read my story, for sending msgs, texts, calls, Facebook posts, gifts with all your well wishes, it truly means more to me than you know xo

If you would like to donate another way, please contact Shonna Kopas or myself.

Thank you in advance ❤️