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Laurel: Motorcycle Therapy

Diagnosed with stage III cancer in 2005, I hoped that I would escape the metastatic vortex. I even found a new wisdom that many of us get from the cancer struggle. I called the cancer my "termite infestation" and was sure surgery, chemo, radiation and aromatase inhibitors would do the trick. The bugs were not impressed in 2011, finding a home in my spine, pelvis and liver. My peace of mind, thoroughly cultivated during those six years of being "cancer free", quickly was replaced by fear and uncertainty as I was once again overwhelmed by the thought of chemo and an incurable diagnosis.

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Bonnie: Beauty from Ashes

I was first diagnosed with stage II breast cancer in 1999. At that time my husband and I and our two sons were living overseas for my husband's work. We came back to the States, where I had treatment and then returned overseas 9 months later.


In 2007, I went to the doctor regarding a pain in my arm. Yes, cancer had returned and metastasized. We knew if my cancer would ever return, we would need to leave our life overseas, so we uprooted our family and moved back to So. California. Since 2007, I have gone through several medications and chemotherapy treatments.

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Eloise: NED (no evidence of disease) since 2007

I was a very young child when breast cancer first affected my life. My mother was diagnosed with the disease in her early thirties. I didn't even know she was sick until it was close to the end. More than anything, she wanted to live to see my little sister Andrea and me grow up. Ultimately, she lost the battle in May of 1987 when she was just 35 years old. I was 5, and without a mommy.


In April 2002, nearly 15 years after my mother's death, I was diagnosed with ductal carcinoma in situ (DCIS). The cancer was only in my right breast. I was 20 years old, nearing… » Read More

Becky: Watching the Sunrise

I was 36 ½ years old when I was told I had breast cancer. A mammogram detected my stage 2 cancer. I had a mastectomy, chemo and reconstruction. I took tamoxifen for 5 years.

When I was 9 years past my diagnosis, I got called into the oncologist's office because one of my tumor marker numbers had spiked. I had a pet scan, ct scan and bone scan and was then informed that my cancer had spread to the lining of my lungs. I was told I was not curable but I was treatable. My daughter was 3½ at the time and I was devastated.

My world turned upside down… » Read More

Doris Ann: LIVING with MBC

Each morning when I awaken, I gratefully take center stage in the theater of my life -- celebrating the unique and priceless gift of my existence (or as I like to say, "letting my freak flag fly"). What does that mean? What it means is that I fully embrace who I am -- a no-holds-barred, take-no-prisoners woman who feels comfortable with just being herself. Apparently, I literally wear this attitude, since I am told my strong life energy doesn't fit the stereotype of someone who is dying of a disease. And, do you know what? -- Whenever I hear any message that attempts to frame my vitality… » Read More

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