Tiffany Majors
I was diagnosed with breast cancer two years
ago around my 29th birthday. The last two years have been a somewhat of a blur,
with 4 surgeries, various embryo banking/IVF procedures, 5 months of chemo and
33 radiation treatments. As tough as the last two years were though, I somehow
feel extremely lucky. I feel lucky that I was able to overcome such a difficult
time. I feel lucky that I got (and still get) to see the absolute best come out
in all of my friends, family, colleagues and other supporters. And most of all,
I feel lucky that I was able to realize what’s really important in life. I’m
happier today than I have ever been and plan to continue smiling for many years
to come. Thank you ALL for your support, especially my wonderful friend,
Heather!
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My Mom is a three time breast cancer survivor
over the course of now 20 years, with her last treatment for Invasive Ductal
Carcinoma completed in Spring 2010. Since that time, Mom has been on the road
back to health – ramping up her walking routine, joining the local gym, growing
out her beautiful blonde locks, tending to her vegetable and perennial gardens
and enjoying the early years of semi-retirement with my Dad. I know
Mom is so happy to feel healthy again, but I realize for her there is always a
slight undercurrent of ‘could this happen again?’ I can tell that Mom does not let this thought
bother her, though, because she lives her life full steam ahead!
I do have a great story to share. Since her last treatment two years ago, Mom
and Dad have been able to fit in three awesome cruise vacations. One of which was to celebrate their 40th wedding
anniversary on a 10 night European Cruise.
On one of their shore excursions, Mom and Dad were walking in some of
the village towns on the coast of Italy.
The sidewalks and paths are not too smooth and as a result Mom took
pretty brutal fall – enough to have the bone break through skin on her
hand. A rather ugly injury for a
vacation in a foreign country. Mom and Dad made their way
back to the Cruise ship hospital. Once
the doctor examined it there, he was surprised they did not try to find onshore
hospital because of the extent of the injury.
Mom and Dad did not want to miss a minute of their vacation and besides,
what is a little hand injury compared to cancer – Nothing. Mom was raring to go see the Vatican the next
day – there was nothing that would stop her from seeing that. A part of me has to think that her experience
with Breast Cancer has given my Mom more of a ‘can-do’ attitude – which is awesome and I admire that.
Mom will be joining us again the 3rd annual F.A.B. 5k – taking her 7th grandchild for a 5k stroller ride. Here’s to many more beautiful cruises, Mom….I love you!
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