One day early into my diagnosis, after being on the crazy thought roller-coaster for some time, I stopped myself cold.
I knew if I didn’t do something to stop the negative thoughts from taking over that I had a very real possibility of not surviving. Looking at my baby in my arms I realized that dying was not an option.
I couldn’t leave her motherless – so I had to get through this challenge no matter what it took. I had to do all the necessary things to get well and also take my thoughts seriously and start guiding them to assist me and not hurt me. At the same time, I was also deciding on my course of healing.
After much research I learned that the type of breast cancer I had didn’t respond to chemotherapy.
So, when two separate oncologists recommended it to me, I was surprised, turned them down and decided to find my own path. (One actually told me I would die if I didn’t do what he said.)
After surgery to remove the lump, I went on a holistic healing journey, despite push back from some friends and family– that ultimately saved my life.