Jane: Moving Forward with Mets
In October 1998, my late beloved husband, Martin, was diagnosed with bladder cancer, after more than two years of misdiagnosis and pain. Two years later, in October 2000, after Martin went through many treatments and surgeries, on the same day, in the same doctor's office, Martin was diagnosed with a metastatic bladder cancer tumor in his pelvis and I was diagnosed with breast cancer. In November 2000, a week apart, Martin had surgery which was meant to remove his tumor, but was unsuccessful, and I had a mastectomy and tram flap reconstruction on my right breast for Stage II breast cancer.
I recovered, but Martin suffered greatly and finally died at home in my arms on Saturday, September 8, 2001.
For the next seven years, I went to three doctors every 6 months (a breast surgeon, an oncologist and a breast sonographer) to be sure that my cancer did not recur in my other breast. It never did. I thought that was all I had to worry about. But in December 2008, I was feeling pains in the ribs of my chest. A CT scan revealed the unbelievable - I had metastatic breast cancer in my liver and my bones! Now I know you are never a breast cancer survivor until you die of something else!
It is now more than 3.5 years later (August 2012) and I continue treatment with relatively good quality of life. I am always frightened. I have Stage IV breast cancer. There is no cure. But treatments work and I try to enjoy every minute of my life. I retired from my law practice after more than 30 years and travel extensively all over the world (Africa, Asia, South America, Europe) with a trip to Antarctica planned for January 2013. I spend as much time as I can with my live-in companion, spectacular adult children and grandchildren. My grandchildren bring special joy into every minute we spend together. I hope to live long enough with enough energy to take my grandchildren on special trips as my mother did with my children. Every day is special! I am 67 so I know I won't die young, and hope to have many good years ahead.
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