In February, I was diagnosed with breast cancer, and we thought it was just on one side, which would have meant just a couple of weeks for recovery. Things progressed quickly from there. I was asked to give some blood for a genetic test. We found a lump in my other breast.
On April 1st, I learned that I had a 1 in 200,000 PTEN mutation and something called Cowden's syndrome.
It was really hard to learn that my body doesn't stop itself from making tumors and cancer at any point and anywhere it wants.
On April 16th, I had a double mastectomy with good clean margins and an estimated 4 to 6 week recovery time.
Next month, I start chemotherapy, radiation, and have to get checked out by a dozen different specialists. For months, I have had appointments daily, and this is going to be my life from now on apparently, thanks to the PTEN mutation and Cowden's syndrome.
I don't know how or when I am going to be able to get back to work.
- The carousel keeps turning. Life keeps getting more expensive each day, and I am watching everyone around me struggle while facing various issues of their own. It feels like the absolute worst time in history to have to put my hand out and ask for help.
Here I am though, humbled and hopeful, asking for any bit of help with the little things and the rapidly growing stack of medical bills. My head is spinning, and I'm doing my best to hold everything together.
Thank you for reading, thank you for donations, thank you for helping me stay focused on healing and figuring out what my life looks like now. Thank you for giving it a share if nothing else.
I'm grateful for anyone who cares.
Thank you
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