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Did you know that you can have Amazon automatically make a donation to Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes every time you place a qualifying order with them? All you have to do is start your order at and select Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes as the charity you would like to support. It’s that easy!

The AmazonSmile Foundation will donate 0.5% of your elgible purchases price to SSPW. This offer is valid all year, not just the holidays!

Thank you!


Meet our next Wish Recipient, Chanda.


At age 28 you don’t expect to hear you have cancer. I went in for a routine check up, and while being examined my doctor asked if I notice that my nipple was inverted inward. I explained that its been like that for a few weeks along with a brownish color discharge from my breast, but I didn’t think anything of it as it wasn’t a lump nor was it bothersome. She stated that she wanted to order a baseline mammogram along with some labs, from prolactin levels down to thyroid testing. Several days went by with lab testing, ultrasound and another mammogram as the first one didn’t show anything abnormal. I really wasn’t nervous at the time, because I didn’t expect to hear anything bad like cancer as it didn’t run high in my family.

After a second ultrasound, I then knew something wasn’t right when the ultrasound technician seemed somewhat distance and reserved and went to get a doctor to look at the monitor. From that momemt on it has been one emotional roller-coaster. I was told I had invasive ductal carcinoma grade 3 cancer and was told it was triple negative. I was clueless to what it was and was numb from hearing the word Cancer. I was told that this cancer mostly effects young woman and is an aggressive cancer. However with surgery and chemotherapy I would be just fine. After a few other testing, biopsy and the results of my BRCA, it was highly recommend I get a double masectomy and hysterectomy and complete 6 rounds of AC. But being only 28 and selfishly thinking of myself with not having any breast or not being able to have anymore children; along with being scared out my mind, I opted out from them taking both of my breast or getting a hysterectomy. So I ended up just having a lumpectomy with sentinel node biopsy in October 2008. After completing 6 rounds of chemotherapy (no radiation because they caught it early) I was cancer free and worried free……at least I thought.

Until June 2013 I passed out at work, I’ll never forget July 4th 2013 (my oldest son birthday) I heard that horrible word CANCER reenter my vocabulary. After several scans and testing I was told the cancer had returned in my right breast. I thought I was heavily medicated and they was just talking jubberish until I seen my oncologist and a general surgeon come in. It was confirmed again that I had cancer and I needed to get surgery immediately. From July 2013 to February 2014 I had undergone several surgeries including a double masectomy with lymph node dissection,  hysterectomy, even reconstruction surgery. 10 rounds of chemotherapy completed……..I was winning!!! I assumed I had cancer beat at this point, I kept saying I’m gonna beat this thing for the second time. Sadly to say it wasn’t until after a PET scan I learned that the infusions wasn’t responding and a new mass beneath my sternum was found and the cancer is now metastatic. Numerous scans, several surgeries, and a ton of hospital stays, I’m still standing. Currently undergoing clinical trial placebo treatments at MD ANDERSON CANCER CENTER in Houston, Texas and also locally at MASSEY CANCER CENTER in Richmond, Virginia we’re still hoping and praying for a new chemo cocktail to respond the cancer, and hopefully to get the bone marrow transplant that’s needed( fingers crossed & praying ).

Having to sit down to inform three kids and your family that the cancer has rapidly spread, and they now consider you terminal, is devastating. Though some may say youre too young for cancer, you don’t look sick or you’re going to be just fine, I dont feel as if it will be ok. Hearing terminal and you need to get your affairs in order was heartbreaking, I knew then my fight with cancer had now taken a turn for the worse, and everyday now is a struggle. I cant put in words how I actually feel, because most of the times I blame myself…..had I just had the double masectomy when I was first diagnosed in 2008, maybe I wouldn’t be here now still fighting. Then its that feeling like your on one big emotional roller-coaster, one minute I’m sad, the next minute I’m upset then there are times I find myself asking God why me, but I’m at peace with it all and I tell myself every morning God only will give me what he knows I can handle.

My kids is what keeps me going, they are the reason I’m still fighting with a smile on my face. My daughter who I feel deserves the world, at 19 that young lady has kept me and her brothers afloat during some trying times. She’s not only my son caregiver, but she played a role as second mom to her brother’s. Currently waiting on her date for basic training for the Airforce she’s still my rock and the piece that holds everyone together in this. My boy’s 16 and 13 have been the main reason I participated in this clinical trial and research study. Since my daughter left they have became my “little big men” (mama boys, lol) watching my every move, asking every minute if I’m ok, do I need anything, but most importantly trying to keep me busy and moving.

Cancer doesnt just effect me, so trying to hold on and stand strong themselves at age 19, 16 and 13, I made a promise to my children. I told them the day I heard I’m Cancer Free all four of us would take a trip and celebrate life together, but I wasnt going to have a big party with tons of people, cake and pretty pink cancer survivor stuff…….nah this time we (“The Fantastic Four”) was going to celebrate life together in Florida for a week; rent a nice vacation house and go to Universal Studio’s, as this journey over the last two years for us has been rough and tough.

So if I could make one wish come true, it would be just that……for “The Fantastic Four” to celebrate life together with nothing but love, tears of joy, fun and laughter. It doesn’t matter to me now whether it’s celebrating my life cancer free, the fact that I’m still here, still living and still fighting , and still enjoying whats important to me is enough at this moment. Though God has the final report, I hope & pray to keep my promise to them with being able to celebrate life in Florida, but to also beat cancer like I promised them as well.  ~Chanda


If you would like to help us grant Chanda’s wish, make your donation today! or mail it to:

Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes. P.O.Box 11763. Baltimore, Maryland 21206




I HATE CANCER! Our friend, Rachell, has been placed in home hospice.


Our beautiful Rachell, is resting, pain free, in home hospice. I hate cancer! Here is the latest update, I found it on the Prayers for Rachell page.  Please keep her friends and family in prayer.  Thank you! ~ Madame President

Our beautiful girl has given an amazing, powerful, and most of all, inspirational fight against this hell-ish cancer. She has faced every obstacle with positivity. Pushing through unimaginable pain with a smile. She showed us what a true warrior looks like. She’s hid her pain and suffering so well behind that beautiful smile, I honestly don’t think any of us can comprehend the actual amount of pain that she has endored. Our warrior is exhausted from this tireless fight…her beautiful soul deserves to rest….

Rachell is ready to be free from the pain and suffering that this cancer has caused her…ready to let go. She hasn’t received chemo in over a month, it’s no longer an option as her body is too weak to handle it. She’s been put on In Home Hospice, which is end of life care in the comfort of her home. No more doctors appointments, scans, or testing. Her mom and hospice nurse are making sure that she is comfortable and feels as little pain as possible. She is and will continue to be surrounded by people who love her dearly. She will not be alone. Things are happening fast, if she continues on this path she should be letting go very soon. Send your prayers and positive energy to Rachell for her new journey.

Rachell has always informed her friends on social media of her battle, it’s important that we continue her story now that she can’t. I will do my best to keep yall updated and answer questions. Please keep our family in your prayers, this is obviously a difficult time for everyone.

Rachell’s mom asked me to update everyone on Rachell…so of course I wrote something. What I didn’t expect was how difficult it would be to post it here. I’ve held onto this for hours and hours…thinking how pissed off she’s going to be with me for making everyone think that she’s leaving us. My brain can’t wrap around the facts. It hurts so bad. It’s such a strange thing…watching someone so young, someone that you love and care about so deeply go through what she has…wanting her to let go and be free of the pain, while still wanting her to stay and not leave you. Rachell has touched so many people in her young life, I know this is painful for so many. Let’s try as hard as we can to fight that feeling of hurt and sadness. I know it sounds cliché but I know she really wouldn’t want us to feel that way. I’m sending my love out to everyone. ~ Rachell’s family


Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes 2015 White Tie Fundraiser




It’s our favorite time of year again! We are preparing for our 2015 White Tie Fundraiser. The theme this year is ALL WHITE! This will be unlike all the other white parties you have attended this year. When is the last time you attended an all white formal event? 100 women in all white gowns! We are gonna look like a room full of beautiful brides. I’m excited!! I cant wait to see all the beautiful survivors, guests and pictures at the event.


Thanks to the attendees and donors of the 2014 fundraiser, we were able to grant 15 Christmas wishes (our most to date), host Christmas brunch for families affected by breast cancer, feed and clothe the homeless on two separate occasions, and SSPW finally replaced their raggedy computer and printer. Thank you! We couldn’t do it without you.


Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes 2015 White Tie Fundraiser, will be held at the gorgeous Valley Mansion in Cockeysville, Maryland, on Sunday, September 27th. 6-10pm. Tickets are $125 and includes, dinner, dancing, dj, live auction, seafood buffet, open bar and hugs 🙂

You can purchase you tickets via



PS…. You get $100 off if you purchase a table of ten $1150. Original price $1250.

Thanks again for your support and I look forward to seeing all of you there! xoxo ~ Madame President

Help Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes Send 30 Breast Cancer Survivors To Our Annual Black Tie Fundraiser, Free Of Charge!

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It’s our favorite time of year! Time for the Shay Sharpe’s Pink Wishes, Black Tie Fundraiser.

Every year we host a beautiful evening of food, fun, fundraising and philanthropy, to assist in our wish granting and education efforts. This year, we have 3 pending wish requests. Help us make these wishes come true!

Being a 9 year breast cancer survivor, who has lingering side effects and mounting medical expenses, I know first hand, the hardship that could be created by spending $100 on a fundraiser ticket. For this reason, we have created a Crowdrise Fundraiser in hopes of sending 30 breast cancer survivors to this event, at no expense to them.

Every year, we receive messages from young women, thanking us for giving them the opportunity, to attend this event. Some of the women have never attended a black tie event and some have never worn a gown. This event also gives women the opportunity to meet and take photos with other young survivors, many they only know from social media. Sadly these pictures have been used in the obituaries of past wish recipients and attendees.

Donate today. Every little bit counts! $10, $20, $50… whatever you can afford. Even if you cant donate financially, please share this message with your friends, followers, co-workers and family. You can donate at We thank you in advance and we hope to see you on Sunday, September 28th. xoxo ~ Madame President


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.


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….


My Pink Testimony by Guest Blogger Tianna

January 21, 2014- The Day My Life Changed! I received the news that I had Stage 2 Breast Cancer (after finding my own lump). Receiving this news certainly hit me like a ton of bricks- everything around me got still, I couldn’t breathe, the tears started to flow and would not stop. All I could hear was my mom telling me that it was going to be alright and then she handed me the phone to speak to my grandmother. Unable to speak from crying, my grandmother softly spoke in my ear and said- Go ahead and cry, Let it all out but you FIGHT and know that the LORD is with you and will carry you through this. Finally pulling myself together and taking it all in- I decided that I needed to get a second opinion and if the results till remained, I wanted to make sure that I was treated by the best. So, I decided to contact Cancer Treatment Center of America- who handled everything from insurance verification, getting my medical records for review, travel and hotel accommodations and scheduled a visit to meet with a team of doctors that will review my test results, have all information/treatment options available and ready to discuss when I arrived.

February 4, 2014- The day I drove to Zion, IL to meet with my team of doctors with my mom, dad and cousin as my support team for the week. As I step off the shuttle to enter into the hospital, I am a little nervous but I still hear those words that my grandmother spoke to me. This place atmosphere is truly AMAZING! Upon entering the building, you are greeted right away and everyone you come in contact with are so polite and friendly. Thinking to myself- they definitely have to screen everyone of their employees- everyone here is so warm and friendly! After meeting with 5 doctors from my team- I come to learn that the tumor that was found consist of two forms of cancers- one being invasive and the other noninvasive- which was not good news b/c one was likely to spread to other parts of my body. More testing had to be done to make sure the cancer had not spread and I had to have another biopsy done because a lymph node was found in my armpit and they need to make sure that the cancer had not spread to this area. The GOD I serve is truly AMAZING because the test results were negative and showed the cancer had not spread to any other areas of my body.

February 7, 2014- The day I sat down with my oncologist at CTCA to discuss my chemotherapy options and start Round 1 of what was to be a total of 6 rounds (It just got real). First, thing I thought after hearing the word chemotherapy- I Am Going to Lose my Hair! ( those that know me, know how I am about my hair Lol). But this decision had to be made and at the end of the day- it’s just HAIR- it will grow back! The side effects you may have from chemotherapy depend on the regimen you’re on, the amount of medicine you’re getting, the length of treatment, and your general health. Chemotherapy came with a list of side effects- not just hair loss but nausea, bone/body pains, tiredness, fatigue, insomnia, low white/red blood cell counts, taste/smell change, weight change (in my case gain b/c they kept me on steroids), nail change, mouth sores, memory loss and the list goes on. And I experienced MOST of them- BUT GOD!!!!!

May 29, 2014- TODAY IS THE BIG DAY!!!!!!!! I will receive my LAST ROUND of CHEMO…..I MADE IT…THANK YOU JESUS!!!! This battle is not over yet and I still have to get through surgery and radiation but the worst part is over. Breast Cancer started the fight but I Finished it……I AM A SURVIVOR!!!
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Breast Cancer Affects Us All. On this Mother’s Day, a young woman shares memories of her mom. Written by Guest Blogger Brandi Proctor.


Shelia Martin Proctor… was born to overcome adversity… she had some struggles early in life… her biggest battle became the one she had with cancer. Unlike those early detection commercials… she did everything right. Shelia was high risk, she was cystic and complained of breast pain since puberty. she went ti breast specialist every 6 months, got a mammogram every year, ate right and exercised, but somehow…they missed it. An attentive nurse was the one who noticed that the lump, “felt different” From that moment on, life was never the same…

It was Election Day , 1994. Shelia was just 37, her children were 11 and 6. The rest is a whirlwind, by Friday she was in a New York Hospital, having a mastectomy. Her daughter had moved in with her father, her son went to stay with her family in Philadelphia. Shelia said when she asked the doctor how long she had they told her the life expectancy for the advanced stage cancer she had, that spread to 27 lymph nodes, was 1 to 3 years, but her children would make the difference. She said as she sat in that recovery room, staring out of the window feeling very, woe is me…she saw a little girl who couldn’t have been more than 4 years old. The girl was also a cancer patient and recovering from surgery, she had once little curl of hair left on her otherwise bald head… At that moment, Shelia said, “If she can do it, I can do it…” After a few weeks of recovery, she started her first chemo with a doctor who told her, not to listen to those other doctors when it came to putting an expiration date on her life because, “Doctors are not God…” Shelia wore gold knee boots to her first chemotherapy treatment. What else would she wear? When her hair fell out, she adorned it with temporary tattoos and the most fabulous headwraps and scarves. Wigs weren’t her thing because it wasn’t her intention to hide the fact that she was bald. She’d say they itched and irritated her, but she had to admit that it was nice to be a “flaming mammie” or have “more fun” as a blonde within moments. She’d always giggle about the time she got pulled over and snatched the wig off in front of the officer…she said he emphatically replied, “Ma’am you go RIGHT home!” lol She was still working as an educator in Baltimore City Schools, driving herself back and forth to chemo treatments in Philly every Friday. She would bring her nurses crabs from bmore and celebrated everyday like it was her birthday. She’d say when you’re a patient, a birthday is a celebration of life. After a year of chemo, she went into remission, her hair came back curlier and fuller, things went back to normal. Except the fact that she never got reconstructive surgery. She wore her mastectomy scar and radiation burns as a badge of honor. She’d wear her prosthetic breast that she called a “falsey” but the second it shifted or tormented her, out it came. She’d say, “That’s other people’s problem. I only have one tittie, so…. it doesn’t make me any less of a woman and any man that thinks so….eff him!”

She was the den mother to her daughter’s friends, being a listening ear and always gave out a wealth of advice on how the be “nicety” instead of nasty and how to always keep your cool when dealing with men! To this day they joke “WWSD” What would Shelia do? In 2002, as her daughter was preparing to graduate college (she was only in 7th grade when Shelia was diagnosed, what a difference a few years makes!) she started to have some health issues… She had trouble seeing, the doctors said it was diabetes, a result of all the meds over the years. But Shelia wasn’t so sure, after feeling dizzy and seeing black spots, she went to a specialist who ordered a cat scan….she wasn’t ready for the results. A tumor was back, she’d had a hysterectomy back in 95 to stop the estrogen which was feeding her cancer… now the cancer was trying to attack her pituitary. She went in for outpatient surgery but what they found when they operated was more serious than anticipated. As a result of the tumor and where it was sitting, a part of her skull had to be cut out and replaced with plastic. This was the beginning of a journey where she showed true courage in the face of fear. She had to retire from the school system, this time her doctor warned against it. She was touched by her fellow educators who gave up months of paid leave through the sick bank. She’d still strut around her chemo sessions “dancing around her pole” She became a mentor and a counselor to some of he younger women who came in for treatment, she’d make care packages and “new patient” packets for the people in her doc’s office. She celebrated EVERY holiday to the max, that includes having Easter egg hunts for the neighborhood. Doing everything green for St. Patty’s day even though she’s not a lick Irish, and going in full Mrs. Clause gear for Christmas. Shelia just loved life and everything it had to offer! She made the most of every day! Just like most cancer patents, she had her days where she felt, blah, she described as a “wet dishrag”… but even those days she still managed to cook for her kids (who were practically grown:)). The other days she made a fashion statement! Her kids would often ask where she was going, she’d reply, to GIANT!!!! Or A.J. Wright… she bought little trinkets for everyone around her, all the time…

In 2010 a routine surgery caused her to be hospitalized. it was a turn of events that would snowball. A medical mistake caused her to go into renal failure. She fought and told the doctor’s take the word “hospice” out of their vocabulary when they spoke to her…everywhere she went she told everybody, “I’m going to live…” She was a firm believer hat you didn’t have to look sick… she and her daughter would do makeup and scarves daily, she was the most fashionable patient! After a courageous battle…she peacefully traded in her boxing gloves for angel wings on June 12, 2010. Shelia was a miracle, and she knew it! They told her 1-3 years… she showed them that you can’t put a time limit on life…18 is a whole heck of a lot more than 1!

She fought and fought and her kids passionately tell people, it wasn’t the cancer, she beat that! She did not lose her battle, she WON! Her legacy lives on in her kids and all those whose lives she touched…

She was laid to rest in true Shelia style, in a pink casket, with her signature head tats (under a blond wig) and her infamous gold boots! (what else would she wear:)) She could never be forgotten, her memory is alive and her legacy is forever…

Young Women CAN and DO get breast cancer. Newly diagnosed patient shares her journey with us. By Guest Blogger Glee Edwards


My Breast Cancer Journey”

My Bio:

I’m 31, single mom of an 8 year old boy name Jalen, part-time student, full-time employee, I love drinking, eating, running, walking, exercising, being healthy, spending time with my friends, dating, having fun, laughing, being honest, smiling, and just living life as it should be lived. I currently reside in the White Marsh area, and I love my life. I’ve overcame many struggles in my life and I’ve used every one of those struggles as stepping stones to mode this beautiful, young woman, strong willed, God fearing, loving, caring, outspoken, woman I am today.

The Beginning:

February 2012, I went to visit my ob/gyn for my annual physical. During my visit I discussed with him that I felt a lump in my left breast. He then began to do a breast exam and he informed me that it was just a cyst without receiving any additional follow-up care. After that I continued on with my life without feeling that something could be wrong with me.

The Next Year:

February 2013, just when I was about to schedule my yearly annual physical with my ob/gyn, I was informed that he had killed himself. I was shocked. He was the Hopkins doctor who was taking photos of his patients, so you can only imagine how I felt at that point. I still wasn’t experiencing any symptoms from the lump in my breast but it was still there.

May 10, 2013, my birthday. I just turned 31 and I was feeling myself. My friends and taken me out to Blue Agave for dinner and I had a wonderful time. After the dinner I went to visit a guy that I was dating and he was sick, he had a cold. The next day I began to feel sick also. I treated my symptoms as a cold but it was affecting my left breast. My left breast began to increase in size and I was experiencing sharp pains. After a week of my cold not getting any better, I went to Patient First to checked-out for my cold and my breast. I was then diagnosed with Bronchitis and the doctor immediately wrote me a referral to American Radiology to receive a mammogram.

May 22, 2013, I received my first mammogram.

May 28, 2013, I received a biopsy of the lump in my left breast.

June 4, 2013, I was diagnosed as having breast cancer.

June 11, 2013, I had a consultation with Mercy Breast Center, where my surgeon did an exam of my left and right breast and then she indicated that I have Stage 3 Breast Cancer in my left breast. She indicated that I would have to have a mastectomy, chemotherapy for a year every three weeks, radiation, reconstruction, and that she wanted to check to make sure if the cancer had spread to my lymph nodes under my armpit on my left side as well.

June 13, 2013, I had my first appointment to receive a PET/CT scan and to have blood work done. I had to have these test done to make sure that the cancer didn’t spread throughout my body.

June 14, 2013, I had to have a MRI performed to locate any abnormal findings from the cancer.

June 17, 2013, I received my results from the scans and the cancer did spread to my lymph nodes.

June 18, 2013. I had a consultation with my Oncologist, where we discussed treatment plans, medications, and leave from my employer.

June 19, 2013, I had a biopsy performed of the lymph nodes under my left armpit which indicated that cancer was visible. I also had genetic screening testing to rule out any hereditary factors.

June 21, 2013, I had to repeat my PET/CT scan due to some of the radioactive dye not getting through some of my tissues.

June 24, 2013, I had my first surgery. I had my port-line placed so that I can receive my chemotherapy medications.

June 25, 2013, I had to receive a MRI guided biopsy of my right breast due to some unfamiliar findings but they weren’t cancerous and a MRI of the left lobe of my thyroid.

June 28, 2013, I received my first chemo treatment. It wasn’t as bad as I thought but as the days went on, I’ve noticed the effects on my body, now this is when it got interesting.
1. My body became very weak. Wasn’t sure on how to adjust so I continued to do things as normal, which wasn’t a good idea.
2. I passed out twice and not to sure for how long because I was home by myself.
3. I noticed that I could stand for long periods of time without feeling dizzy.
4. My appetite changed due to the chemo affecting my taste buds.
5. My tailbone was extremely sore from my Neulasta injection.
6. My legs became weak.
7. I lost 5lbs in a day.
8. I started to have indigestion.
9. My vision became blurry.

July 2, 2013, I had my consultation with Plastic Surgeon to discuss my options for reconstruction.

July 5, 2013, I had a follow-up appointment with the Nurse Practitioner at the chemotherapy center and to also have more blood work down. My lab results were good and I discussed all my symptoms from the first chemo treatment and everything was normal except for passing out, so she informed me to take my time getting out of bed so that all my blood wouldn’t rush to my feet.

July 7, 2013, I started to feel like my normal self again so I went back to work. I put back on the weight that I’ve lost, I was smiling again and overall I felt good to be back at work.

July 12, 2013, my hair began to fall out.

July 13, 2013, I scheduled an appointment with my hairstylist to cut all of my hair off.

July 19, 2013, I received my second chemo treatment. With this treatment, my potassium was low and my Oncologist wanted to prescribe me some potassium meds but I told him that I didn’t want to take anymore pills because the only reason my potassium is low is due to my high blood pressure medication so we decided that I would increase my daily intake of potassium via high rich potassium foods. I was ready to experience the same effects from the first treatment but this one was different.
1. I had a headache or I like to say “Chemo Head.”
2. I became nausea after taking some pain meds for my headache, which I didn’t take anymore.
3. My legs and body were extremely weak and all I did was sleep.
4. I lost 5lbs again, which later, once I started feeling better, I gained back.
5. I experienced pelvic and lower back pain from my Neulasta injection.
6. Still have indigestion that I relieve with drinking Ginger Ale soda.
7. My vision wasn’t as blurry as the first treatment but wasn’t clear like normal either.

July 22, 2013, I got one of my homeboys to shave the rest of my hair off. It was still coming out and clogging up my sink.

July 29, 2013, I went back to work again. I’ve noticed that the chemo wipes me out for about eight days than I began to feel like my normal self again.

July 30, 2013, I had a follow-up visit with my Breast Surgeon. She performed another breast exam and then informed me that the chemo has shrunken my tumor and my lymph nodes and that my body was responding greatly. We discussed that my surgery to have my breast removed will be in November 2013, she wants me to follow-up with her again before the surgery. I’ve chosen to have both of my breasts removed because I don’t want to go through this experience again since they’ve already found something in my right breast even though it’s benign. Total I receive about eight bags of intravenous medications in which, my chemo meds are only two bags, so the remaining bags will continue for the length of my year battle, but on October 11, 2013, two of my chemo meds I will no longer need to receive. She stated that during my surgery, she and the plastic surgeon will be doing their part. Her part to remove both breast and the lymph nodes under my left armpit and the plastic surgeon will place fillers into both breast areas to keep my skin stretched after I receive my radiation treatments.

August 4, 2013, I received my menstrual, which was very confusing. I was told that chemo would put in my body in a menopausal state but I guess my body chose otherwise. I was happy because my body was actually fighting back. I’m not too concerned with having anymore child but this was a good sign.

August 9, 2013, I received my third chemo treatment. So far so good but I know what to expect this time so I’m just patiently waiting for the symptoms to arise. The only new thing thus far is that my cuticles are sore, swollen, and turning gray.
Next chemo treatment is August 30, 2013.

My Friends:

It was very sad for me to break the news to my friends, but some of them took it very well, while others didn’t, which was suspected. The number one person whom I’m totally disappointed in is my best friend. I can’t and won’t even try to understand her because I’m tired. She has crushed my feelings in a way that I can’t even formulate words to explain and I must let her go. We haven’t been really close for some years now but she was always in my eyes still my best friend. As for the rest of my friends, old & new, they have been really here for me showing a tremendous amount of support and I’m truly blessed to have them. We are fighting this battle together.

My Family:

I must say that everyone in my family, both mother and father sides, are really here for me. Some have even went to great lengths to setup a fundraiser to help with the cost of my medical and personal bills during my journey, some have purchased food for me, made me meals, and overall has been here at 100% for me and my son but I’m totally disappointed in two people, my youngest aunt and my own father. These two people, at the current moment, I don’t even talk to anymore. I’ve never seen such selfish people in my entire life and I’m a Taurus. The hurtful words that I’ve received from the both of them are truly unforgivable so I’m leaving that in Gods hands and I’m staying positive and focusing on my year long journey to kick cancer butt.

My Dating Life:

I’ve been dating two guys on and off but been focusing on one since April 2013. The first guy is very well known in Baltimore, nothing to brag about, but he was a decent guy and we had fun hanging out until he got caught up in his feelings. I’m the type of person who will not lie so he began to ask me questions that he really didn’t want to hear the truth as the response. He told me “Fuck You” and good luck with your cancer journey because he doesn’t need people like me in his life. I guess the “Truth” hurt more then he expected it to. While the other guy who I started to focus on, I began to notice a pattern of change. He began to distant himself from me, so I would on occasion ask him does it bother him that I have cancer, and he would reply, No, but his actions spoke a different language. I didn’t really want anything serious with either one of these guys because I’m finally enjoying being single and learning how to date but I’ve come to notice that you can’t “Date” in Baltimore. Anyway, with this guy, he stopped saying “Good Morning” to me everyday, he never asked “How are you feeling?”, he didn’t say anything, so I decided to reach out one more time before I truly gave up on him and I told him that when he is ready to communicate with me like an adult then he knows my number. Needless to say, he never communicated with anymore until Friday, August 9, 2013, my third chemo treatment, once I posted a picture of a mutual friend of him and mine on the social networks then he wanted to talk to me again. I was going to set my feelings aside but I couldn’t. So I said how I felt and that was the end of him. I don’t ask anything from any man and I’m tired of being misunderstood. So yes, I’ve come a long way of expecting so much from men because when they need or needed me, I’ve never hesitated at all but I learned that these men really didn’t care too much about me. Yes, it hurt like hell, but I’m Glee and I sucked it up and focused all of my attention on this fight to save my life. I can’t let cancer get the best of me.

In Summary:

This journey, thus far, has been a great learning experience for me and I don’t regret any of it. I stopped expecting people to be here for me and started appreciating the people who actually put fourth the effort that wants to be here for me. I would’ve never thought in a million years that I would have breast cancer due to the fact that I’m the only one in my family on both sides who is the first to have it. Nope, it’s not genetics and my results from my genetic testing came back negative. I know my strength and I know that I can win this battle but emotionally, it hurts like hell to know how cruel people can be once you have an incurable disease that isn’t contagious. It doesn’t take much to ask “How are you feeling?” but I guess it does to some people. Because of cancer, thus far, I’m a better person, and I refuse to let cancer kick my ass without a tough fight. I will win this battle against breast cancer.

This is my story up to now.

My Journey Continues…