WHO ME!!!!

I went for a mammogram yearly. We had no cancer at all in my family history. So you can imagine my shock when at the age of 55 I was told that I had stage 3 breast cancer! Being a divorced Mom of 2 grown sons, I was really shaken. I did not know what I was going to do. But my family and friends stepped up and kept me in their prayers and kept my spirits high. I had a fantastic Medical team (who thought I had no idea what was going on - because I was so upbeat!) Fortunately I had some dear friends who were nurses in the cancer field and they let me know what to expect. When I lost my hair, I wasn't upset; I just wore all different color baseball style caps decorated with flowers, pearls, and drawings. I wore a wig for about 3 days but got tired of having it slide and making me look like I was tipsy. Since I have become a survivor (8 years) It seems as though I have helped council others who have been diagnosed. They just seem to gravitate to me. I think this is part of my assignment in like to talk with others. I don't worry over a lot of things I used to...If I can do something about it, I will. If not I just accept the situation.