I was asked recently to share my story about my diagnosis. I was only too happy to oblige. It hurts to know that there are so many women that suffer in silence but don't want to do anything about it because they don't want experience any of the discomfort of the testing they would have to go through. You can't do that. That's exactly what I did, and look what has happened. Had I gone to get help when I first started having problems, I might have prevented the cancer from forming, and I might have been able to have kids. But regardless of the incredible sting I feel of not being able to bear children, I am happy. Why? Because I am alive. Who knows? Maybe my story will inspire at least one woman to get herself checked out. And if I can help at least one woman (if only one) by telling what has happened to me, then I will have been successful.
*kathy*
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