At 36 years old, I was not prepared to hear that I had been diagnosed with breast cancer. I guess I wouldn’t have been prepared at any age. Nontheless, I had it. It’s been over a year, and I keep finding myself saying, “This is my last treatment.” Or, “This is my last surgery.” Or “This is my last…….” and realizing that this is never over. So I’m done with treatments. Now what? I’m just kicked back into life, expected to be just like I was before, but I’m not. The confusion about my future and what I’m supposed to be doing is all too real. No one really tells you that you have to basically relearn how to have an intimate relationship with your spouse after your body has been completely changed. I’ve had my breasts, ovaries, uterus and cervix removed. Oh, and no estrogen…..I don’t even know where to start.
Going on an empowerment cruise vacation with other survivors would lend me the opportunity to talk to other women who are experiencing the same feelings that I am. I think knowing that I’m not the only one going through this, and hopefully meeting women who have come up with some solutions to these problems will give me hope that my life will return to some sort of normalcy.
Thank you for your consideration.