Diagnosis day: A year later

It was a year ago today that I received the call from georgetown that my biopsy came back positive (positive not being a good thing).  Invasive breast cancer.

Twelve months later:  1.8 cm lump successfully removed on the first try by the amazing Dr. Cocilovo, 2-3 lymph nodes gone (still not sure whether I had two or three removed ... the important key being that they were negative!), one port implant, 6 rounds of chemotherapy (TCH ... taxotere, carboplatin & herceptin), 8 more rounds of herceptin (4 more to go), no hair for five months, 30 days of radiation, 10 pounds heavier (despite feeling queasy on chemo half the time, I managed to gain weight, go figure) .... here I am.   From the sunshine state, where I learned of my diagnosis, to the grand canyon state, where I am celebrating being beyond cancer, and trying to figure out my new life (including handling anxiety over recurrence), here I am.

I have so many people that helped me through, whether for the whole year, or just a small moment along the way, for which I am very thankful.  I wouldn't dare try listing people for fear of missing someone.  You know who you are, so thank you.