Needed to reiterate this week.


A tumor, on a sonogram or a mammogram, looks like a black hole.  A cancer diagnosis is like falling into one.

You find yourself disoriented and confused. It’s almost a feeling like vertigo. You are swept along by a force that is not your own.

I found the dreaded lump on the Saturday of Father’s Day weekend. Nightmare. I had to wait until Monday to even call the doctor.

I was breastfeeding at the time so, if my mother hadn’t had breast cancer before me, I probably would have assumed it was a clogged milk duct, which is very common in breastfeeding women. So, in a way, the fact that my mother had breast cancer probably saved my life.

I tried to smile my way through Father’s Day but, it was tough for all of us. Monday couldn’t come quickly enough.  In hindsight, I should have savored that Sunday. If…

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