Fandango’s word of the day is Survive.
It’s hard to believe it is almost four years ago since we discovered and terminated Humphrey and a year ago since my mastectomy when Dick followed suit.
My best friend died in 2000 following breast cancer surgery in 1998. The last two years of her life were traumatic, and she did not deserve what was thrown at her. Her husband, MOH, said that had they known that the surgery would not prolong her life, they would probably have taken their chances and done all the things they had intended to do.
October is Breast Cancer Awareness month, and it was ironic that I had both of my surgeries in October.
I was exceedingly fortunate. We found Humphrey and Dick early and acted quickly.
As I anxiously await a date for my first mammogram since my surgery last year, I am glad to be here. Life is too short, and I have no intention of cashing it in anytime soon.