HaltonParents

I remember the day the surgeon definitively told me I had breast cancer like it was yesterday. It was a beautiful sunny June morning. The day was filled with excitement and anticipation. My husband and I were leaving on a trip just the two of us that night. My in-laws had arrived from out of town to care for my two daughters aged 10 and 12 and we had a big celebration ceremony at the girls’ school that evening. I didn’t have time for a detour.

The appointment with the surgeon was supposed to be a consult. I was just expecting her to tell me she would order more tests. I was not expecting the gut wrenching conclusive words. “You have Breast Cancer…you need to have a mastectomy as soon as possible.”