Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Being Diagnosed with the C word....Cancer


Hello world,

This is my first post in a very long time, I decided I wanted to start my blog fresh as I begin a new chapter in my life after cancer; which I will get into with more details. But first I'd like to back track to August 30th, 2014...my wedding day. It was a beautiful day, sunny and warm; and I couldn't believe I was marrying my best friend. I was excited to start our lives together as a newly wed couple, argue about what way the toilet paper should roll and annoying each other with new found habits.  We had a great 3 months before I was hit with what felt like a rocketship right in the stomach, leaving me almost dead.




November 20, 2014

I went in to the doctors with pain in my breast and a moderate size lump. The year prior I had gone to the doctors with the same symptoms and they vaguely said it was a cyst. This time around I was hoping to hear the same results, but as soon as I got the ultra sound done the nurses seemed to be concerned; the doctor was rushed in and I was told I needed a mammogram and  biopsy done asap.

November 21, 2014

It was Friday, I got a call from the doctors while at work, I was urged to go see the doctor that day. I wasn't told too much, except that it was urgent. I called my husband and told him I was headed to the doctors, being as anxious as I was he drove out to the doctors to meet me. We showed up and I went in alone, I walked in to see the doctor sitting behind her laptop very poised. She announced the biopsy results were not good, I was diagnosed with invasive ductal carcinoma..... Breast Cancer.

 I was in shock, I couldn't process the thought....Breast cancer???? Me????? At age 25!?!? My husband walked in, and the doctor very bluntly with no sympathy repeated herself. My whole life fell apart within seconds. I couldn't believe it, much worse I couldn't believe I could be dying and leaving my new husband alone.

 I remember wanting to go to home to my parents, I needed them. Lucky for me they only live walking distance from the hospital. I cried the whole walk there, As soon as mom saw me she knew something bad had happened. She kept asking "what happened?"......."Jasmin what happened?" I couldn't tell her, the words wouldn't come out, and I couldn't stop crying. Finally I was able to blurt out the sentence, " It's cancer".  I can't tell you how much it hurt to see my parents fall to their knees in agony. They didn't know what to do, or what to say. They just held me as tight as they could, that's where I felt the safest.

As I sit here typing this I can't help but cry, not because I am sad but because I realize I was blessed with the greatest family anyone can ask for. They are all I need in this life, and they have been my biggest support group and my biggest cheerleaders. Fighting cancer has been the toughest challenge I ever had to face , but I believe I was given this trial to make me stronger, to bring my family closer, to make my marriage foundation solid, but mostly to bring me to closer to God. I trust Him now more than ever, my faith level has grown immensely and with Him by my side I can do anything...And I did.

I'm a cancer survivor.