Time flies after the storm. I can’t believe it’s already been one year since my last Chemotherapy treatment. It was bitter sweet at the time, because I was told the Cancer had spread to my stomach, lower abdomen, and lower back, making me stage 4 Lymphoma. I was told I would need additional Chemotherapy “Ice” treatment. A much more aggressive treatment. I was also told I would need a bone marrow transplant. At this point in my treatment last year, I was facing my darkest days, and really had no idea if I would come out of this alive. They were truly my darkest days. Nevertheless, my family, my friends, stayed strong. They helped keep me strong. It was like treatment never skipped a beat, and everything seemed normal and usual. but inside, I really felt like I was going to succumb to this battle. It was really hard putting on a brave face. It was hard trying to seem optimistic. Inside I just kept thinking “I can’t do this anymore.” Chemo kicked my ass. I couldn’t bear the thought of a more aggressive treatment. I couldn’t bear the thought of another surgery. I couldn’t bear the thought of suddenly losing the battle, and leaving behind all my loved ones. But alas, in September of 2013, my Pet Scan showed that it was a false positive. I did have a bone island in my lower back with Cancer activity, but I was assured Radiation therapy, and not Chemotherapy would help me cure. Big relief. No Additional Chemo, and no Surgery. But just imagine, living about 6 to 8 weeks thinking that you may soon pass. It was tough. I began my two months of Radiation Therapy in September, and here I am. Alive and thriving. So grateful. Grateful to all the prayers and love and support. and now #CreatingLifeExperiences! Thank you all who supported me. I’m here today because of you! F*ck Cancer! =)
All my love and support to all those fighting it right now! Stay Strong.
Albee Fine
