In May of 2004 I found a pea sized lump under my arm while taking a bath. I knew something wasn’t quite right, so I called the breast center to make an appointment for a mammogram the next day. The mammogram didn’t show anything but an ultrasound revealed a growth under my left nipple and confirmed what I felt under my arm. The next procedure was a needle biopsy. I will never forget the moment when my doctor told me I had cancer. Grade III Invasive Ductal Carcinoma. I couldn't believe it was me.
It was then, that my life changed forever.
Within two weeks of the diagnosis, I had a lumpectomy, followed by a second surgery to remove
thirteen lymph nodes under my arm. Shortly after the surgeries were four months of chemotherapy, followed by six weeks of radiation. I made the best of my hair loss by trying on different hairstyles. I bought several wigs of different colors and the hot pink wig was my favorite.
My mom lost her battle to cancer just one week before I was given the news I was Stage IV (that’s really bad). I had a PET scan that showed the cancer had spread to my pelvis and lungs. I was devastated but I was determined to do everything possible to beat this thing even after being told I had just a 25% chance of survival after five years. Cancer just took my mother and I wasn't going to let it take me!
After radiation, I started taking Tamoxifen, a drug that works to keep cancer away for many women who
have my type of cancer. I did everything I could including alternative therapies, prayer and meditation to get the cancer out of my body. I even got mad at the cancer and named it the "Bitch”. I visualized killing the enemy lurking inside me every day and told myself that Cancer is stupid because it kills it's host.
I started to do everything I had put off such as going on a cruise, dancing every day, moving to Arizona and folding more than a thousand cranes. Life is short, after all.
Six months after I had started the healing journey, I had a follow-up PET scan and the results showed that the cancer was gone. My oncologist told me that that the Tamoxifen must be working. I now believe that it was a power inside of me and the love and prayers of my friends and family that helped beat the "Bitch".
My name is Karen Elaine and I am a cancer warrior.
bravo ma chère Karen tu es vraiment ça un guerrier vainqueur!! c'est ta ténacité qui a eu raison de cette sale bête! tu mérites comme on dit en français "un grand coup de chapeau ou chapeau bas!!!" je t'aime ma très grande fille!
Posted by: thomas gene | Thursday, January 21, 2010 at 09:45 AM
I too have been there. I am a 2 times survivor of cancer. 1988, left breast, 1997 left breast.
Keep fighting. Possibly you would consider forming a team for your local Relay For Life.
Posted by: Mimi Martyn | Thursday, January 21, 2010 at 12:15 PM
You have more to accomplish on this earth. Go for it!!
Posted by: Joyce | Thursday, February 04, 2010 at 10:26 AM
Thank you for sharing this story! I am so glad you are alive!!! BRAVO!!!
Posted by: Vivian L | Thursday, February 04, 2010 at 05:54 PM
Hi Karen, I just purchased your Origami book (beautiful book, can't wait to try the projects!). I stumbled upon your blog for the first time and felt compelled to write. I am so happy to hear that you are doing well. I'm sad to say my dad passed away last April of lung cancer only after about 4-weeks of chemo/radiation. I wish he would have been "one of the lucky ones" too. Thank you so much for sharing your story and I wish you continued good health.
Posted by: Jennie | Thursday, February 04, 2010 at 09:30 PM
Hey Karen inspiration woman. Congratulations. Keep fighting, creating and going for what you want. Thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Alice | Monday, February 15, 2010 at 08:40 AM
Karen,
You have always impressed me with your creativity. I am glad you defeated the "Bitch"
Linda
Posted by: Linda Lynn | Wednesday, March 17, 2010 at 06:02 PM
Wow, I am glad to hear you have not only surrived but are living a full and rich life.
Posted by: Nancy | Thursday, March 18, 2010 at 05:28 PM