In August 2015, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. My daughter was barely 1 year and 4 months old at the time. The news hit me hard, especially because I had lost my half-sister to cancer nine months earlier. She also had breast cancer, with metastases. Her death was still fresh in my mind, and suddenly I was facing a hellish battle myself.
I underwent four heavy chemotherapy treatments, followed by twelve lighter ones and thirty radiation treatments. It was an exhausting period, both physically and emotionally. But I kept going, for my daughter, for my future.
After the treatments and a few check-ups, my oncologist suggested genetic testing. My first thought was, ‘As long as it benefits my daughter.’ I had no idea that it would also have consequences for me. The result was clear: I am a carrier of a genetic mutation.
I didn’t hesitate for long. I quickly decided to have my ovaries and fallopian tubes removed as a preventive measure. Fortunately, my menopause symptoms are not too bad. A year later, I also had preventive treatment on my breasts. It wasn’t an easy decision, but I chose certainty and peace of mind.
Today, I live with a body that bears scars, but also with a heart that beats stronger than ever. My story is one of loss, resilience and love, but above all for my daughter, who reminds me every day why I kept fighting.
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