What many of my faithful readers of chestercountyramblings may not know is the crazy road that led me here. This time last year, I was awaiting my surgery to remove a lump – yes, I had that thing all women fear when they get a mammogram: breast cancer. Hormone driven, invasive lobular to be precise.
But for the grace of God and an amazing friends and family support system, I have come through just fine just about a year later. I did seven weeks of radiation, am on a drug called Tamoxifen for another four years and a few months, but I am alive. And let me tell you, sometimes in the quiet of my Chester County mornings when it is just me, the birds and a gentle morning breeze I am a little overwhelmed by my good fortune.
Needless to say, having the big C even on a relatively small-scale is…
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