I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.
~ Helen Keller
Those of you who know me or who read my last blog post on May 30, 2018, know I’ve been going through a very dark time in my life. I had a bad mammogram on January 29th and, following an ultrasound and needle biopsy, I was diagnosed with cancer in my left breast on February 12th. It was my third occurrence. The next seven weeks were consumed with appointments with my oncological surgeon, a genetics counselor, and a plastic surgeon. On Friday, April 6 at 11:11 am, I had a mastectomy and reconstruction with a saline implant. Surgery lasted 3 1/2 to 4 hours and was successful in every way. My surgeon got it all, and my lymph node was cancer free.
Scheduling the oncological surgeon and the plastic surgeon on the same day and at the same time was a little complicated, but as soon as I knew my surgery date, I called my best forever friend, Tanya Boaz. We’ve known each other over fifty-two years, and she’s the closest to the sister I’ve never had than anyone I’ve ever known. When she answered the phone, I asked, “What are you doing the first week in April?” I will forever remember her reply, “Tell me when you need me and I’ll be there.”