Kicking Cancer's A** -- My Road to Recovery

I don't think about cancer every day. Thank God for that. Sometimes I can go a whole day or two without remembering that I battled it. And won. Is that a good thing ... or a bad thing? Most of the time there are daily reminders. A media story. My social network of women with BC. A pink ribbon. The scars on my body. I am so grateful. And in ways, I think it is good to be reminded of that constantly. In other ways, I just wish the whole thing would vanish from my memory and I would not wear the Pink Warrior/BC Survivor label the rest of my life. But I got off so easy. I almost feel a sense of survivor's guilt. Except that all of us who have had cancer and are still living are survivors. But let me explain this better ... with someone else's words ... This wonderful writer/blogger is on my BC social network and is a beautiful, young and vivacious African American actress/stage performer. A Cancer Triple Threat JULY 28, 2019   WARRIOR MEGSIE For those in the theat...

I haven't posted in a while ... Which is good news in this case. After all, no news is good news. Or so my grandmother used to say. I had my 6-month follow-up mammogram on April 3, 2019. And an ultrasound to boot. This time, they only did it on my right side. The healthy left side only gets one once a year. Lol. A really nice lady doctor Radiologist whom I had not met before did my reading and consultation. She had a great and joking manner about her and that was either very good or very bad. We did a lot of chit-chat before she talked about the results and I figured either she had good news and was in a positive and joking way with that knowledge or she was trying to lighten the mood and put me at ease before she dropped a bombshell. Fortunately, it was the former. She said everything looked great and my scars were laying flat and had healed well. She gave me the free pass go and collect $200 ... err, I mean pay $391 for the mammogram/ultrasound. Lol. I am still cancer-fre...