Two weeks ago I did my best to sneek into a classroom and be the best "guest" I could be, sitting out of the way and being as quiet as possible.
This week, however, was my first week really back in the swing of things, as I returned to both of the classes that I had taken incompletes in last fall. I spent Monday running back and forth between work and school in order to fit 2 classes into my day. Once again, I sat in a corner and didn't participate. I felt like I was crashing a party. This wasn't really my class, so I should remain as invisible as possible. Then I realized, "I'm doing it again. I need to stop apologizing for my cancer!" I have just as much right as anyone to raise my hand and speak up, plus it will probably help my grades. So, with the 3-1/2 weeks I have left of this make-up semester, I plan to fully participate as much as possible.
On another note, I got a great reminder today about a cancer survivor who's story and website I absolutely love. Kris Carr was diagnosed with a rare and incurable cancer in her early 30s. Her reaction was to set off on a hunt for alternative therapies, filming the whole thing along the way. I saw Kris Carr's documentary, Crazy Sexy Cancer, when it premiered on TLC in 2007, and immediately fell in love. I remember thinking Ms. Carr was so likable and truly admirable. But I completely forgot about this wonderful resource as I was going through my own journey, until a friend reminded me about her today. Just this morning I was thinking I wanted to get a new book for our upcoming vacation. I think I'll get Kris Carr's Crazy Sexy Cancer Survivor. Cancer or no, I strongly recommend you check out Kris' websites (also listed under "Breast Cancer Resources" in the right frame):
Crazy Sexy Cancer
Crazy Sexy Life
I always knew 30 would be a big year for me...I just never imagined breast cancer would be the reason.
How I came to this blog
For as long as I can remember I had been so excited about my 30th birthday. It was going to be a big year for me, I could feel it. I had no idea a breast cancer diagnosis would turn out to be the reason. I was actually told I had "early breast cancer" at 29, about three weeks before my 30th birthday. What I had is called Ductal Carcinoma In Situ (DCIS), which is also considered "stage 0 breast cancer." While it was caught at the earliest possible stage, and my life was never in immediate danger, I still had to undergo mastectomy, including lymph node removal, and reconstruction. My birthday came and went a couple weeks before my mastectomy. More than once I looked down at the "F 30" on my hospital bracelet and wondered, "where did my 30th birthday go?" This will definitely be an interesting year.
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