Wednesday, October 03, 2012
Ever since I started this new journey I have been thinking about my mom. She passed away 6/13/2007 and I am constantly reminded how strong she was as a person.
My mom was first diagnosed with breast cancer when I was 17, she was 37. She knew she had a lump but waited a long before going to the doctor. Once she did go it was already Stage 4 and probably had already moved to other areas of her body. She was in chemotherapy for 12 years before she passed away. She never complained about the chemo, the hair loss or even feeling tired/sick. She always joked about cancer and always made my sister and I feel like it was no big deal.
During her 12 year fight she also lost 80 lbs. on Weight Watchers. She wanted to be under 200 for my sister's wedding and she achieved her goal right before it. She loved the idea of losing weight and people at her meetings telling her how well she did. She loved the attention. She looked awesome too!
I guess I look at her and think, if she can do this sick, tired and drugged up then I can too. Our family has the BRCA II gene so I think she knew what was going on before anyone. The cancer moved to brain and lungs (then everywhere else) before she passed. I just remember seeing her and thinking, "Wow she is putting up a fight". I want to be like her. I want to look at this weight and believe it cannot beat me. I want to be successful like was and healthy. She would be happy to know I did it.
Side note: I have been tested for BRCA II and I was negative. I still get regular screenings but as far as the heredity end, I am good. My little sister did test positive. She had a double masectomy 1 day before her 30th birthday and will have her ovaries removed next year. I take great pride in the idea that my sister did this for her family. She didnt want to leave her family as early as my mom had to leave us. My mom died at age 49.