I Thank God, I can say, it ’s my cause and not my diease!
I owe God!
I owe the universe!
I owe other women, is who I owe!
I am getting the word out that WOEFULLY under Rearched World Wide is Inflammatory Breast Cancer!
Less than three years ago, I REALLY thought I had it!
There are zero tests for it!
There are no lumps!
Before, I continue, anyone who has it or gets it; You Must never give up!
The whole cancer mystery is being solved MORE each day, until cell division going wrongly, will no longer shorten lives being lead!
There are experimental things ALWAYS going on.
I would be positively horrified to have anyone with cancer, not kick butt!
What I am negatively horrified about, is that regular lump type of breast cancer is being vigorously studied, but inflammatory breast cancer is not being widely researched. Researched, yes! But it is an orphan cancer, as it is considered rare! I feel it is under reported as a cause of cancer death. I will describe basic treatment, I read on the net, when I thought I had it!
Without treatment, you die within three months.
With basic treatment, you remove both breasts, get chemo, or radiation, and drugs, therein for cancer. You are given a life expectancy of three months!
I was facing no difference.
I knew I had pulled my lymph muscle, above the heart, lifting groceries on public transportation. The symptoms got worse and prolonged!
But as my lymph muscle struggled to heal, my whole left side, especially my left breast became swelled and inflamed. My lymph nodes hurt. At the worst part, my whole body on my left side was swelled. I still sleep on two pillows. How much do you swell when breasts are removed, and how do these women sleep?
I had an 82 year old mom, depending, only, on an only child.
I started hinting to people.
They wouldn’t hear that I had a mother who can’t get her own groceries, take her garbage out.
The bury me in this talk, if I die suddenly, is another one no hears!
If I could accept the stage curtains were closing on my life story, why was everybody else so inconvenienced?
I needed my wits around me!
I had ice cream brain freeze!
This is a common reaction to thinking you have cancer!
I should have started with the NCI, the National Cancer Institute.
The Big cancer centers had zero info, or the no bother to read attitude!
I started to pray really hard, I admit, I have a few things I wanted and want to do creatively.
Perchance, I want to see New York City at Christmas, before I Pass! Fifth Avenue Windows of Christmas Scenes!
I ‘ll disappoint you here– I have never gotten close to working that one out! LoL!
I wanted to do the simple pleasures– one more time!
I couldn ‘t cry!
I cried once; it was a different kind of cry. It was grief for what God had made individual, was becoming common, ill!
I have fewer, now, but I had more then! I feared how the neighborhood animals would eat, who are strays or who come to my house, scared there’s no supper, anywhere, even at home!
But most of all, I felt I had betrayed my mother, if I could not live!
I might as well have killed her!
I was soo stressed, when I made this mistake–
Confiding in other women, got me big time disapproval. Why didn’t I go to the doctor for a lumpdectomy? No Lumps to remove! Later, one of those women, had a lump, and wouldn ‘t go. It wasn’t cancer!
A doctor could only go by my symptoms, like me. A regular doctor usually does not know about clinical trials.
I had all but one symptom!
There’s an orangish discoloration!
I didn’t have it, but I started bruising a lavendar hue.
It turned pinkish!
One evening, I asked my mom, if it looked more pink or sunset orange!
She said, “Sunset orange– is that bad?”
I replied, “It was not too good!”
I thought slightly, sunset orange.
I went to looking for legit experimental treatment.
I prayed really, really hard to God to not let it matter, if I had cells starting to go wrong, or swelling, this lymph muscle letting me swim in water, messing up my cells, (Swelling is a known precursor to inflammatory breast cancer. ) I prayed to just get get alright! Each has his own spirituality, but I waited two days, to look, and I was back to lavendar. My breast even hurt. But as I went lavendar, I slowly lost swelling down my left side! When I lived three months, it semed a miracle! I felt the decent thing to, and I still do, was to give God the credit! I rested and prayed! That was my contribution to getting well. I wanted to draw attention to this subject, so people can pull together to get this cancer on the map!
If your mother, daughter, wife, sister, friend, sister-in-law, etc., had it,
It would be the MOST important cancer on earth!
Blog about it!
Discuss it!
It’s taken young mothers and young grandmothers!
I never forgot Inflammatory Breast cancer, and now you won’t either!
I survived a scary swelling– I owe those who really will get it, the universe, and God, to give my help! I met inflammatory breast cancer. I want others to have help, if they meet it! This cancer is Significantly under researched!
Thank God! I Didn 't Fade To Black And White!
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