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8 months ago in September 2019, at the young age of 30 i was diagnosed with Stage 3 Aggressive Grade Breast Cancer. I was Thriving as a young happy, healthy, working, ambitious confident women & all of that changed in an instant. I underwent 2 Mastectomy Surgeries on October 17th, & November 05, 2019 & On December 02, 2019, I Started the Strongest form of Chemotherapy out there Nick Named the Red Devil but formally Called Adriamycin.

I will be a customer for life (even after my hair grows back) & am so forever Thankful for this Company & their beautiful amazing unmatched Quality products giving me back & restoring my Confidence again on my Breast Cancer Fight & Journey. Thank you all for taking the time to read this & I hope each one of you have a Fabulous Day & Enjoy your purchased product as much as I do!

My name is Melisa, and I am a breast cancer survivor. In 2014, my husband discovered a lump in my left breast. I thought it was likely a blocked or hardened milk duct as I had had a child and still producing milk. The lump concerned my husband, and he insisted that I get checked out right away. So, on Monday, I called my OB/GYN, and they got me in that day. The doctor felt the lump and wanted to get some tests. A few days later, I had a breast ultrasound and mammogram. I never had these tests before. Honestly, they weren't bad. It was not the best feeling in the world to have my breast squished like a pancake for the mammogram, but it was a temporary discomfort. The ultrasound did not hurt at all. These tests lead to a biopsy, which felt like a pinch. The day after the biopsy, my husband and I heard the dreaded phrase, "you have breast cancer."

Everything moved quickly. I saw the oncologist in just 2 days. She had so much compassion and educated my husband and me about the various types of breast cancer. She explained that I was HER2-positive and estrogen and progesterone negative. While this an aggressive type of breast cancer, it is one that has targeted therapy, which meant that there are medications designed to kill cancer at the source. I will be honest while I heard her, I was still in shock and did not really absorb everything. My husband spent time researching breast cancer treatment options, and, in a day, he sounded like an expert. He asked all of the questions. I did not even know what to ask and did not really talk very much during the visit. I cried a lot, though.

My advice to anyone going through oncology related appointments is do not go alone to your appointments. In just 2 weeks after the discovery of the lump, I was starting chemotherapy. I kept my diagnosis a secret from many for a while and tried to pretend everything was normal. I did not want people to pity me or make negative comments. A friend told me it would be easier to share and that more people would say good things than those that would be negative. Another friend who is also a breast cancer survivor said that one more prayer is going up for every person you tell. These words encouraged me through the journey, and they held true. All of the tests, appointments, and surgeries felt overwhelming. I was physically, emotionally, and financially exhausted. Cancer treatment is costly. There are patient assistance programs and co-pay cards for the medications. You can find this information from your provider's office or by searching online. I just wanted to get through everything and regain my "normal life." It took about a year for me to accept my new normal. It took that long for me to focus on me getting better and not just surviving.

While when I was first diagnosed, I was stunned, but I did not let it paralyze me. My support system would not allow me to stop fighting. Two years ago, I decided it was time to move on from cancer and go back to school to get my doctorate. I won't let cancer define me because I am more than cancer. I am a mom, a wife, a sister, a friend, a healthcare professional, a black woman, a leader, an advisor, an educator, and a survivor!

Life for a woman of color is a challenging adventure from the start. I remember my family used to persuade me with truth by saying, “Off the bat, to some, you have 2 negatives in your life; 1. You’re black. 2. You’re a woman! Nothing will be given to you!” They weren’t informing me of this to give me a crutch, nor a reason to fail. Not even a reason to justify the difficult situations that arise in life. But Instead for motivation to Thrive; to Overcome; To Raise the Bar!! Empowering and releasing the Best of me throughout my life!! I never needed these positive attributes more than when I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I am what Doctors consider a “Young Survivor” And Years later, after still having multiple scars and symptoms, my body still goes through it’s own declarations of trauma!! And I’m still gut punched with a hard swallow when I confess I AM A BLACK BREAST CANCER SURVIVOR!! I had 2 weeks to get my affairs in order before the scariest surgery I’ve ever faced! I couldn’t run, I couldn’t process, I could only come to terms and PRAY KNOWING God would take care of me!! You see, throughout my own journey I came to learn, although it’s a 96% survival rate, Black Women have the HIGHEST PERCENTAGES OF DEATH from a “curable” disease!! HOW can that be? Well of course I have many theories, as women wear So Many hats!! Thankfully my Husband and Mother decided early that would not be me! I had Family, children and siblings who would be here to lift me up during this time because I knew for sure I could Not stand on my own. I was too busy wondering about my own mortality. So with that, I opted for the mastectomy (with radiation) and allowed something I RARELY did; let others help me! I’ve always been an encourager! I love seeing women smile! I Enjoy helping others!! Then it was my turn. I’d found my lump with a self exam but waited months to get it checked out because I had so much to do!! WOW!!! This is when I remind ladies the IMPORTANCE of Caring for yourselves!! Cause you can’t pour from an empty cup! My Pink Women ROW Team reminded me of the airplane instructions. If the plane is going down, and the mask fall, in order to Help someone else, you HAVE TO put the mask on yourself FIRST!!! Some may think that selfish, but Always NECESSARY!! So here we are, mastectomy over, radiation over, reconstruction done and SURVIVING!!! HOW did I do it? Support!! God, Family and Friends... Love!! Do Not try this alone!! Cry, Scream and make up in your MIND that you WILL MAKE IT!! Hair loss, scars and all... YOU ARE A SURVIVOR