On Wednesday, October 3, 2012, I was told by a breast surgeon that I have breast cancer. Today is Sunday, October 7th, 2012 and I have cried everyday since Wednesday. Although I am horridly scared to have cancer at the age of 46, I don't cry for me. I cry for my 15 year old son. I'm a single parent and it's just us. It's always been just us throughout my pregnancy and since the day he was born. His life would drastically change without me and where would he go? Yes, my mind has gone there.

On August 31st I went for a mammogram along with some other doctor's appointments (gynecologist and dermatologist). I'd previously seen my primary care physician, the dentist, and a podiatrist. Something was just put in me to see doctors because I am one to skip years without going to one. Thank God He put the doctor idea into my head.

So on August 31st, I had an abnormal mammogram and was asked to take another. I made another appointment but skipped it being who I am. On Sept. 26th I actually went. No one stays in the radiologist's office for four hours...mammogram, sonogram, sonogram again, "The doctor would like to speak to you personally", "I'm calling your primary physician within the next 30 minutes so a biopsy can be scheduled". I went for a biopsy on the 1st of October and was told on the 3rd of October that I have locally advanced breast cancer in my left breast. It has spread to the lymph nodes under my arm. I will have an MRI and PET scan within the next day or two for staging and I pray that the cancer has not spread throughout my body. But, the breast surgeon said that surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation are definitely in my future.

I've been on My Fitness Pal before. But, I'm here now to live. I've been overweight my entire life. However, if changing my food choices and losing weight will decrease the likelihood of cancer. I have to and I will.

Sorry for being long-winded. The last few days have been overwhelming. I'll know more after my MRI and PET scan.