(Tony) It was the very same waiting room where my worst nightmare unfolded. It was February 23, my wife was in surgery for a biopsy, her surgeon came out and asked me to take a seat. He had been doing this for over twenty years and in his words " What I removed from your wife is not good, it looks like it might be some sort of Lymphoma, but we have to wait for pathology to come back." My only thought at that moment was "Holy $h!+ my wife has cancer". I needed to see her, I needed to hug her, I needed to hold her. I couldn't hold back the tears. My kids and I need her. It was a dreadful month waiting for her original pathology report and when it came back as Stage 3C Breast Cancer I was scared. Her Cancer was aggressive, the mass they found was growing very rapidly and had already spread from her breast into her lymph nodes in just a month. We needed it treated right away, just as aggressively before it had the chance to spread further. The next 18 weeks of Chemo went by so slow as I watched her struggle. I wanted and wished I could heal her myself. It was so hard to see her in pain or sick and not be able to do anything at all. I have been through a lot in my life and nothing had prepared me for this battle. The day of her double mastectomy and oophorectomy had finally arrived. As they moved her away into surgery I was so proud of her strength but I could not help but feel flashbacks from day one. I paced back and forth for the next five hours, consumed by what the outcome might be.
(Becky) I woke up in recovery and I missed my husband. I couldn't wait to see him. We were reunited in my recovery room and were told that the surgery went extremely well. From the naked eye the surgeon could not find any mass within the tissue they removed. Over the next 48 hours I began recovering. The nurses and doctors were so good at trying to manage my pain and caring for me. It was an hour before I was released and while Tony was not in the room I received a call on my hospital phone from my Oncologist. She had received the pathology report and was happy to tell me that everything came back negative, benign, NO trace of cancer in any of the breast tissue or ovaries. They also removed 12 Lymph nodes, all cancer free. It was an overwhelming moment as my eyes filled with tears. I cried out to God thanking HIM for restoring my health and healing my body. I trusted Him from day one and He faithfully carried me through and it was by his will that I am CANCER FREE. As I was crying Tony entered the room and all that I could say was " I'm okay, everything was negative". He was numb, he had prepared himself for something worse, we were once told that because it was so aggressive, I might have to live with it forever. The thought that everything came back with no trace of cancer cells was a miracle. God has restored, he has cleansed me from within and now the road to recovery can begin. Radiation will begin within a few weeks and it will be the beginning of the end of my breast cancer journey. It doesn't end here, God has so much more to do.