There have been several Octobers in the past few years of my blogging attempts that I didn't miss a day with a Breast Cancer Awareness post.
Many of you who have read here, for whatever reason, know my story.
This particular year marks my TWENTIETH to be have been diagnosed.
Twenty years ago today I was as bald as a cue ball, reeling from the effects of four rounds of my chemo-cocktail which consisted of Adriamyacin and Cytoxin. Was also back in my classroom of students at Central Middle School in Bartlesville, Oklahoma.
My day wasn't over when the last bell rang. It continued with a trip to St. Francis Hospital in Tulsa, almost an hour away, for forty-five radiation treatments.
I am so thankful for the support system I had.
Follow along this month as I attempt to make at least one person aware of the importance of early detection.
Think Pink !