Hope After Being Diagnosed with Cancer in a Pandemic
Reading Time: 2 minutes It all started on a Wednesday morning when I found the tumor. Just beforehand, I woke up early. I whipped up banana pancakes, jogged outside in the cool air, danced
Tag: Survivor
If you’re reading this, go to Cancercon!
Reading Time: 2 minutes When I was diagnosed with stage four Adrenocortical carcinoma (in December 2019), I felt so alone. I was livid. I was terrified. I felt like I was being punished. All
From Cancer to Crowdfunding
Reading Time: 5 minutes All my life, at least since early high school, I was deliberate in trying to maintain a healthy lifestyle. It started in ninth grade with weight lifting and wrestling, being
Stupid Cancer is the Family We’ve Been Seeking for So Long
Reading Time: 4 minutes I will be completely honest in saying I was dreading going to CancerCon. The closer the dates got, the bigger the knot grew in my stomach. I spent a year
A Proud Survivor
Reading Time: 2 minutes When you hear the word ‘cancer,’ your world changes in an instant. I started getting sick in February of 2020 and my condition was getting worse each day. I was
Surviving Guilt
Reading Time: 6 minutes In December 2018, I decided to do a self breast exam while sitting in the bath. I hadn’t looked into how to do one properly, but I figured if I
Kassandra’s Story
Reading Time: 2 minutes Prior to my diagnosis, in December of 2019, I had been working in clinical research and was enrolled in a Biomedical Science Masters program with hopes of continuing on to
Love with ALL
Reading Time: 4 minutes John and I met on a dating app in February of 2017. We “officially” started dating on March 19th, 2017. Not even three weeks later, I was diagnosed with Acute
Kicking Cancer’s Butt
Reading Time: 2 minutes My life changed forever after hearing the words “I’m so sorry, you have cancer.” My life flipped upside down on August 28, 2019. I was hesitant to post this news
Once The Dust Settles… Is It Ever Really Over?
Reading Time: 3 minutes While I was in treatment, my therapist told me that recovery would be more difficult than treatment. I honestly laughed in response, and felt a bit offended – as if