Thursday, January 6, 2022

This is a collection of blog posts I wrote while going through breast cancer treatment, from September 2006 through 2009.

It is a journey I could not have navigated without the support of my husband, Paul, nor our many friends and family. 

My oncologist at Beaumont Royal Oak, Dr. Jeffrey Margolis M.D. has a tenacity and genius for treating cancer. His patients are like a puzzle to him. I credit him with the medical insight and boldness to cure my cancer, both in terms of the medicines he used and his never-give-up attitude.

Lastly, I cannot imagine battling cancer without a strong faith in GOD. In Matthew 14, Peter literally walked on water because of the power of Jesus. It was only when Peter took his eyes off the LORD that he started to sink. As much as possible, then and today in 2022, I try to keep my eyes on Jesus. To stay above the waves of this world, despite the storms happening around me.   

Cancer interrupted my life and the life of our three boys in September 2008. I would find out after-the-fact that Paul denied an invitation to potentially move our family to Japan during my first diagnosis. I still don't understand the providence of God to allow my cancer in lieu of that move, but I do trust He had good reason. And I am grateful for my life, today.

The boys were quite young when I was sick, and parenting in this situation was new territory for Paul and me. Our attempts to shield and protect them from worrying only resulted in making their fears greater. This is my greatest regret about this period of my/their life. It was not intentional to keep them "in the dark," but we thought that a "business as usual" attitude would help them keep some normalcy in their lives. My treatments were generally 2 hours away from home. By the time Paul and I had made that drive, we had debriefed from the earlier day's events and were ready to launch in to Mommy and Daddy mode. But the boys still had questions they didn't know how to ask, and we didn't realize they needed answers. Neither parenting, nor cancer, come with instruction manuals. We did, and still do, the very best we can. I hope and pray it will become enough.