My name is Agnes Grubbs. I am a 14-year breast cancer survivor (from Appomattox). This is my story.
I was first diagnosed in June 2006. I had just lost my husband the year before to lung cancer. My daughter had given birth the year before with my first beautiful granddaughter.
The mammogram van was going to be at where I worked at, so I decided to sign up to get my mammogram done. As the day approached to get it done, I had thoughts of not going through it, but then something told me to go through it. Well, it was good I did. First, I got the letter, then I got the phone call, and at the time, unfortunately, I was with my daughter when the call came through. She was devastated, as she just lost her father the year before, and now possibly loosing me.
I told her I would be OK, we will see through this, as what I was told, it was small. With more testing and scans, it was stage 0, DCIS. This means it was in the ducts of the mammary glands, and it was so small, like the top of a pin. My choices were, since it was small, I could let it go and keep an eye on it or have surgery to remove it with a selective course of radiation. Well, it was obvious, why wait?
Unfortunately, at this time, we had a very dear friend fighting her battle with breast cancer. She was only 37 when she lost her life, which was the same year. I had a hard time telling her about mine, as mine was minor compared to hers. She was very encouraging to my late husband when he went through his battle of lung caner. Came down to the house when he had his moments. She was very encouraging and fought a brave battle.
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