This entry was written by Jaime Rossano. Jaime was diagnosed with 2B invasive ductal carcinoma breast cancer. Jaime is a college student pursuing a degree in Humanities and Social Science. Every other Friday, Jaime will share a blog entry about her breast cancer experience. This year-long blog series is in honor of LBBC’s 20th anniversary.
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Usually when you talk about celebrating you think about birthdays, holidays, graduations, weddings, and so on. You think about the dancing, the balloons, the food, and the people you are spending your time with. You think about celebrating things that make you smile.
You don’t think about celebrating your battle with cancer. My husband has been telling me over the past few months he wants to throw me a party to celebrate my accomplishments over the past year. I keep putting him off on the back burner.
Why do I need to celebrate? Why do I want people to pat me on the back and say “way to go”? Why am I celebrating having my boobs removed, six months of chemotherapy that took my world through a whirlwind and 28 treatments of radiation treatments that permanently discolored my skin?
What am I celebrating?
At first I was completely against the idea of celebrating, but lately I have been thinking a little more about it. I think of everything that happened to me in the last year and here is what I can celebrate.
I can celebrate that fact that I continued my online classes over the past year and will graduate with my Bachelors degree in May 2012.
I can celebrate the amazing doctors, nurses and techs that I have met along my journey who have helped to save my life.
I can celebrate the fact that I can make more memories with my family.
I can celebrate all of the things that I have done to pay it forward.
I can celebrate the fact that I have traveled a journey that not many women my age will probably ever travel.
I can celebrate that I have been tested to all limited physical, emotion, spiritual – and I succeeded.
I can celebrate that I can open my eyes everyday and make new memories.
I can celebrate my husband and I making our marriage stronger.
I can celebrate that I DID IT.
I can celebrate that I made it through all the treatments.
I can celebrate the new friends I met along the way.
I can celebrate that it has been a year since I was diagnosed.
I can celebrate that I am ALIVE!
I am sure there are more things that I can celebrate but this is just to name a few.
Why have you been afraid to celebrate? Do you have plans on celebrating?