Oh yes I have the best. ❤️

My husband and I were finishing up our Bradley classes to have our baby in the beginning of March 2020 when I found my lump, and I asked every nurse in midwife I had about it because it kept growing. At my 6-week midwife follow-up it had expanded to about the size of a lime so my midwife ordered an ultrasound for a month later, assuming it was a cyst, since it had grown from an almond that March.

The ultrasound came back BRads 5 - 95% or more likely to be malignant. We had to scramble to find a primary care who would see us over video to get the ball rolling since the radiologist couldn't just work with the midwife team since they were only about the baby.

I was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer which is a very different type of breast cancer that fortunately only a minority of us get. While we were waiting for a biopsy and some hospital Hang-Ups the cancer spread to a lymph node, my chest wall, and my skin.

We had had an initial with my primary care but she hadn't gone over the pathology report and had just said a meeting with some folks a a couple weeks later - the oncologist, the surgeon, etc.

When the cancer got into my skin it was like searing pain. My husband was irate at the delays and called every single phone number we had until he got a meeting set up with us the next day with my surgeon, and she got the ball rolling.

Things like a genetic test which I had called about and they had said they can do in november, she was able to schedule within a few days, and within two weeks I had had 12 doctor's appointments and was sitting down to my first round of chemotherapy as we raced to make sure it did not get into my bloodstream.

During all this Mike took over taking care of the baby, he did all the night bottles, and would take care of all the diapering when I would get my PET CT scans and was radioactive. I had three different surgeries where I had lifting restrictions and could not lift the baby so he carried him and took him to the park . We had a friend move in with us as well to help but Mike took over taking care of our baby, and taking care of me, although he often said he felt like Spider-Man torn between the two.

Our family's reactions to the seriousness of the cancer where to just stay positive and not really do anything other than that, but Mike and I realized that we are more of a planning team. We always plans for stage four and stage 3 so we would know what was down the road.

Together we got through and are now able to raise our son together.