“I wanted to share my story in hopes of reaching others, especially young women like myself, who are dealing with this diagnosis,” writes Kristin, a 32-year-old mom who lives in Davis, CA.
Here is her story:
My name is Kristin Todd and I am 32-years YOUNG. In July 2013, I was 34 weeks pregnant with our first child (a boy!). My husband, Brian, had pointed out a lump in my breast to me and I brought it to the attention of an OB during one of my routine pregnancy checks.
This first doctor essentially blew off my concerns, telling me I was too young for breast cancer and regardless, they wouldn’t do anything about it until after the baby was born. Wrong on BOTH counts. Being in the medical field myself (I am a nurse practitioner), I didn’t accept this answer. I brought the lump to the attention of my regular OB-GYN who shared my concern and got me in right away for an ultrasound and biopsy. My husband and I were stunned into silence when we received the news following a wonderful “Babymoon” to Santa Barbara the previous weekend.
From that point forward, it was a mad dash to see doctors and make decisions quickly both for myself and for our unborn child. I went ahead and at 36 weeks pregnant, I had a lumpectomy and lymph node dissection. The day after my surgery, I was readmitted to the hospital with a kidney stone. A week following my surgery, at 37 weeks, I was induced and gave birth to our beautiful baby boy, Logan Kristopher.
Three days after giving birth, I had my port placed for chemotherapy and had my first PET scan which delivered unbelievably devastating news…liver and bone metastases. I was crushed and was at a loss for how to feel. Here I was supposed to be enjoying my first few days of motherhood and instead I was given more bad news.
A week after my son was born, I began chemotherapy. (I am ER/PR+ and HER2 -.) Since then, I have had 6 rounds of A/C chemotherapy and my PET scans since have shown great results. My liver mets have resolved and the majority of my skeletal mets have as well.
People have asked me how I coped with having a newborn and doing my first chemo treatments. I had amazing family support. My my dad is a family physician in Florida and he has been a huge help when it comes to getting the best information and care out there. Without him, I would not have the benefit of several expert opinions whenever there is a decision to be made.
My mother retired from her job in Georgia and moved out to California right away when I was diagnosed and my mother-in-law (also from Georgia) dropped everything to come help. So between the 2 moms and my husband, they took all of the night feedings so I could get a lot of sleep. My sister, cousin, and friends also took turns flying out from the southeast to help in any way they could.
I’m slowly getting use to my “new reality” as I like to call it. Life with Stage IV breast cancer is a roller coaster. My family and I live for the good news and support each other with any bit of not-so-good news.
But overall, my son is the absolute light of my life and the best motivation for doing everything I can to stay well and healthy for him. I so believe in the power of the mind and I have so much love and support around me along with my own positive outlook that I know I can get through most anything.
Thanks for letting me share my story. If it gives someone else hope, that’s all I can ask for.
Editor’s Note: Kristin, who works primarily with cardiac patients is currently back at work full time. She’s been able to connect with other young moms dealing with metastatic breast cancer via a Facebook group: “Thriving with Advanced Metastatic Stage 4 Breast Cancer.” She learned of the Metastatic Breast Cancer Network via a Google search. We’re glad she found us! If you enjoyed Kristin’s story, please consider sharing yours.
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