Hi My name is Sharolynn. I’m here to tell you my story and what I’m raising.

My world had all changed for the worse at the end of 2021. My body began to experience new things. Heart palpitations followed by excruciating chest pains. Soon I felt stabbing and prickly pains in my breasts. I started feeling lumps forming along with cysts in my chest. They would come (being a cystic girl) and go. My body was getting rid of the cysts but I was more than just a little concerned. I mustered the courage and asked for a mammogram order. My family Doctor had the look of concern and the feeling of urgency. Along with the mammogram order came an ultrasound scheduled months out.

Over the span of the pandemic, restrictions were lifting and I called the hospital and other surrounding hospitals to get in sooner. There was nothing available. I felt doomed. There was nothing more I could do but silently accept the worse and patiently wait. The somber day of December 2022 finally arrived. It felt like the longest day of my life. I was sitting alone in that cold ultrasound room. A crew of 4 people walked in. The Radiologist, the Nurse Navigator, Doctor and an U/S Tech. My body started shaking and I already knew when the nurse navigator walked into my room. The nurse navigator asked if I needed a moment, alone? I said, “Yes, so I can gather myself.” I cried with anguish and despair more then just feeling sorry for myself but more of how, am I going to navigate this battle alone, in my body. My entire world gave me flash backs from the time I was a little girl and needed a tight hug and held for a long time. I prayed and supplicated in that ultrasound room for a long time alone and walked out with my head up again with the heaviness that lingered.

I ended up with Stage 1 Hormone breast cancer, December 2022. From there, everything happened so fast. In March of 2023 I had a Right breast Mastectomy.

April of 2023, I was told I need Chemotherapy. Due to the seriousness of these chemo drugs; I had to quit my job, I cannot be around my friends, family or my pet bunny except for my caregiver who would care for me around the clock. As a young person the diagnosis was very hard to take in all at once and be serious about the diagnosis until the Mastectomy happened, I was in total disbelief. I had to quit my job and readjust my attitude for the better and for me to thrive again and get through everyday with my body fighting against me.

So, Here I am still going strong and not allowing my body to slow me down. I believe this “ tribulation is momentary and light,…” 2 Corinth 4:17.

Moving forward….

A close family-friend found an aspiring Company called Chemo Diva. I would wash, cut and ship my own hair. They will sew my own hair and make a wig out of it and ship it back to me. My insurance does not recognize wigs as medically necessary. After hearing and reading about the company Chemo Diva, I became inspired and touched and hopeful to keep a part of me that means so much to me. That is to keep my own hair. This will help me tremendously medically and something to look forward to in the way to wear my own hair again if I want to head to a baseball game or run out to the store or a night out at a basketball game and keep my head warm during a bonfire. 

If you would like to help me along in my journey either medically necessary and through my Chemotherapy or support me in anyway you feel you can help to keep my own hair you’re welcome to donate. This is your chance to help your Sister out. The funds would be invested into keeping my own hair sewed into a full wig. Your donation will help me get through this painful journey here, now, after and years to come, after my treatments throughout remission.

Thank you in advance and kudos to the beautiful human-beings out there with a profound heart. Those who are generous, Who are loving and patience toward all and those who are really going through it silently. Also their caregiver. Kudos to Caregivers. Stay resilient. I thank you.

♥️

UPDATE:

Where the funds would go toward:

$1,300 for my own hair turned into a Wig

$1,000 toward anything medically/ cosmetically necessary 

$600-Maintenance on Pre-winterizing my only vehicle for my caregiver to use back and forth to chemotherapy and Dr. Appts