I was diagnosed in November 2012 with Breast Cancer, for a few months I was not very certain of how far the cancer had spread nor what staged it was, the first set of doctors I had provided me with little to none information about it, except of an urgency to perform surgery. I moved my treatment to Loma Linda Hospital, it was until after a couple of months later and various types of testing, when I was able to obtain more information and answers in order to make more educated decisions about my treatment that finally started in March 2013 which included a lumpectomy, chemotherapy and radiation. By then it felt like my emotions have being riding a long roller coaster ride, specially shortly after my surgery, when my body took the first drastic changed, that I realized I've been an emotional wreck and I remembered I had some tools from myself development learnings, so I started applying them to reintroduce my new self not only to society, but to me, myself and I. I also then realized how some professionals often refer to "feeling normal" or to 'try to be normal" or how those around me tried to protected me because "I had cancer" I didn't feel abnormal and I was able to do task like anyone else, but it was something I kept hearing often around me.
However that was truly a blessing for me, I started to pay attention around me to that, around other survivors and their companions, and around the various environments and started to focus into that part, that bubble that surround the cancer world, I started a good distraction away from what I was going thru, I had found a purpose I thought, after my first chemotherapy everything was about studying others around me, paying attention to me yet trying no to fall much into it, however there's a stage where you just can't help but to go down the rabbit hole, when your body gives in and mind starts to follow, and defeat starts knocking in the door, it was until then that I questioned the reason I was the lucky one among the other blessed 7 that would never know what cancer means... I wanted to stop my treatment, and let life take its course, somehow somewhere, one day while falling as sleep I decided that one day I knew I was going to find something good out of all this, but it wasn't then, one day I would get an answer as to why I was the lucky one of those 8, but until then I was gonna rest and tackle it again the next day. . . I am grateful to my children who were with me during my treatment and the journey. I am thankful for the Survivors that helped me and inspired me, the hugs, blessings and curiosity of the strangers, the friends that reached out to me during my journey and to the limitations, the challenging times, and all the opportunities that helped me find the strength and the courage when the light appeared at the end of the tunnel seemed to had fade away, only then was I able to see and appreciate the lessons and once again I started turning my scars into empowerment that had help me thrive towards today.
Through challenges of a troubled adolescence, starting a new life over a couple of times, language barriers, self doubt, not knowing what tomorrow holds, I have turned my scars into empowerment, a couple of times over in various areas of my life including the almost non-existing one, that I have been sharing with you, perceptions of ourselves, our environment, and those that surround us truly has a power within us, and can take us in many paths.
Breast Cancer Survivor & Advocate for Cancer Awareness
Now I have dedicated part of my career to supporting survivors and families, sometimes is just as simple as lending a friendly ear. I created Revamping Lives to provide my clients with personal development tools, strategies, techniques, as well as sharing some of the lessons I have learned along my own path and from my own life experiences.
I am very grateful for the blessings, the gifts disguised as challenges, falls, mistakes, opportunities and the lessons learned that have guided my path towards today and the lessons I have yet to learn from them...