I was diagnosed with stage IIIC Breast Cancer in January 2004, while 7 months pregnant with my second daughter (11/18+ notes, her2+,ER-PR+…although later determined to be hormone negative). Earlier in that pregnancy, I found lump in my breast but assumed it was either clogged milk duct/mastitis like I had the prior year while breastfeeding, or just pregnancy changes. I had also had benign cyst 8 years earlier in the same place. I had no risk factors or family history, so didn’t worry about it. Several months later I found a lump under my arm while shaving in the shower. I mentioned it casually to OB at my 32 week appointment, and within 2 hours had my first mammogram, sonogram, and preliminary cancer diagnosis. A biopsy confirmed in a few days later and the next three weeks were a whirlwind. The doctors wanted to induce immediately, while I wanted wait to give our daughter the best chance I could at a life without complications.
Very long story short, my daughter was delivered early, at 35 weeks, and after spending 10 days in the neonatal intensive care unit, she is a relatively “normal” college student. The day after leaving the maternity ward (and while she was still at there), I headed to a different hospital for my own surgery. It was followed by 6 months of chemotherapy, 7 weeks of daily radiation, 6 months of Herceptin infusions, and 3 years or hormonal therapy. I was blessed to not have severe side effects from treatment that plague many other cancer patients.
I was given 30-40% odds I'd see that youngest daughter enter kindergarten….and here I am, 20 years later, and I don't think about cancer very often any more. I credit God, and the blessings of a wonderful medical staff, as well as incredible support of an amazing family, the most awesome friends, helpful co-workers, and a loving church family. There is SO much hope!!