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Every night he kisses me and my head goodnight

Every night he kisses me and my head goodnight

I found a lump in my left breast in November 2017.

I put it off for a few weeks and after seeing my PCP I was referred to the breast care center where I had a mammogram and an ultrasound...I was told they were 95% sure it was cancer but wanted me to come back in a few days for a biopsy.

The biopsy showed that yes I had breast cancer at age 39. I had non invasive stage 1.5 cancer. The hardest thing was telling our kids who were 11 and 9 at the time. March 15 was my unilateral mastectomy and I had a tissue expander placed as well. Recovery was not awful.

My husband was with me every single step. My mom and aunt came and helped cook and clean. My oncotype results recommended chemotherapy....that was more devastating to me than having my breast removed. I had a 12 week treatment plan with chemo every 3 weeks. The chemotherapy made me so tired and sore and I felt like I was 90 years old. I lost my hair, my arm has permanent scars from the iv used to give me my treatments.

I have learned to rely on others more. I have learned that I am so much stronger than I thought I was. I have learned that my kids are amazing and incredibly strong. I have a husband who has gone to each and every appointment, helped trim my hair, and then shave my head. He wore his american flag with a pink ribbon shirt to every appointment. He has been my rock. During chemo and still every night he kisses me AND my head goodnight, showing me he loves ME whether I was bald or not.

Cancer sucks, knowing that it could still pop up somewhere else in the next few years sucks, but I know I have done everything I could do up to this point and I am a breast cancer survivor.

The photo is my husband and I. He makes me smile even when I don't want to.

Submitted by: Kellie. Follow her on facebook to follow along on her journey.



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