|ZRT guest blogger Molly Lindquist|
As part of National Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and to broaden the conversation about breast health, ZRT Lab invited several breast cancer survivors to tell their stories.
This month is my 4-year “cancerversary.”
It has been four years since I heard the words, “You have cancer.” And yet I can remember that day as though it was yesterday.
My story really starts in the shower in October of 2011. I can still feel the warm water rinsing off the exhaustion of life, which for me at that time meant chasing after almost three- and almost five-year-old daughters. Eyes closed, preparing to embrace a new day of chaos with the little ones as a stay-at-home mom, soaking in those last few minutes of quiet before the day officially began.
So when I felt a lumpy patch of breast tissue near my right armpit just as I was getting ready to turn off the water, it felt like I was ripped out of my steamy reverie. We’ve all had that sick feeling in the pit of our stomach, that feeling when we know something is not quite right – our gut instinct. And that is what I felt on that October morning, the gut instinct that this lumpy tissue was not good.