
After my treatments ended and I began to feel like my old self, I found myself feeling like a much older self, not in age but in attitude. And that old me that I was beginning to see emerge was the me from college. The Activist. The Opinionated. The Fighter. I had risen above cancer. I had slain it. It hadn't stood a chance with me. Now I would set out, stare it right in the face and thumb my nose at it. HA! Cancer would not get me again.
Before cancer, I never thought much about fund-raising for research for any disease. Now it was my mission. I wanted to be the poster woman for early detection. I wanted to be the face of survival. And I was.
PHOTO: My dear friends, Pat and Suzanne, were a constant source of support throughout my treatments and were with me to celebrate this first victory lap.
One of the fitness center members owns a gourmet restaurant and opened it for us. Mimosas and Bloody Marys, along with a wonderful buffet were there for all to enjoy. This was his donation to the cause. I've already decided that I am going to captain a team from my school district next year. I can't wait. If you have the opportunity to participate in an event like this, do it. It's good for your soul, good for your spirit.
Regina
My First Victory Lap
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![]() Subject: Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Date: Sun, 04 October 1998 03:54 PM EDT From: QueenReg |
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