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Learning To Love Yourself After Breast Cancer. By Guest Blogger Kiana B.

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My name is Kiana and I was diagnosed with breast cancer April 29, 2013 about 24 days after my 28th birthday.

I discovered the lump randomly. From there I went for a mammogram, biopsy and then was diagnosed shortly afterwards. This all happened within a two week period.

A few weeks later on Mother’s Day, I discovered I was pregnant with twins. Unplanned and unexpected due to the timing of my breast cancer diagnosis. I was shocked, confused and scared. I talked with my family and doctors and we all thought it was best to not continue the pregnancy.

That was the HARDEST decision I’ve ever been faced with in my life but I knew I had to put myself first and it would be fair to me or the babies if I was too ill to care for them and give them a quality life.

I had a lumpectomy and sentinel node biopsy 6/17/13. Following I had brachytherapy radiation in which 29 catheters were inserted into my breast and I received internal radiation, twice a day for about a week and a half. It was painful, scary and just plain awful but I made it through.

Once my treatment and surgery completed I began to see life in a new way a reevaluate what I needed. I changed jobs and also maintained full time enrollment in college.

Cancer has both magnified fears I didn’t think I’d ever have but also highlighted the strength and amazingly strong qualities I have.

I struggle each day physically and emotionally but I’m taking baby steps to learn to love my body as it is now due to cancer and also appreciate life a bit more than I had previously.

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My Story. By Guest Blogger Sheria N.

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At 33 years old I never thought I would hear anyone telling me that I have invasive ductal carcinoma, better known as Breast Cancer. Going in for a routine check turned bad in a blink of an eye.

I’ll always remember the day, August 23 2011, the day Baltimore had it’s first earthquake. My doctor was telling me that I have 3 tumors in my breast. The hospital is shaking. I’m crying. My husband is in the bathroom. I felt faint. All I could do was cry and think about death, because I was not educated on the topic. I was stage T2, had 72 radiation treatments, a month and a half of chemotherapy. My body took a beating. I knew that I need to lose weight but going from 150 to 100 was a bit much. I had a mastectomy on my right breast. I was sick seem like forever. I was ashamed of what I was going through, and didn’t want pictures taken. I didn’t want to be seen.

I didn’t wanna live, but my faith, family and friends allowed me to get better, so now I’m a survivor! I know a lot more and I’m not afraid to tell my story. I thank God I don’t look like what I been through….

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