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Sadrena Mattox
aka " Rebel "
snmattox@aol.com
My first diagnosis was at age 31 with Stage 2 breast cancer; 2nd diagnosis at age 34 with Stage 3. I had 6 sessions of FEC chemotherapy treatment the first time. 4 sessions AC chemotherapy treatment, 38 sessions of radiation therapy and 12 sessions of more chemotherapy the second time. Currently on Arimidex until 2011. I found my tumors both times by self examinations.
It seems like each generation in my family has battled some form of cancer. I had been married to my husband Mitch 5 years and Makenzie our oldest daughter was 2 years old. I knew I had so much to live for and not surviving was not an option. I remember my surgeon, Dr. Bergen telling me the pathology report came back positive for cancer. It was on a Thursday. Four days later, I was in surgery for a mastectomy. I figured, this could be a great way for me to get a new set of ta-tas :) Three weeks after my surgery, I would begin my treatment. It was tough and I was so sick. I tried to prepare myself by reading up on side affects but, I had no idea what I was up against. I dealt pretty well with all of the side affects but, when I hair began to fall out, I was concerned about Makenzie. One day I decided to let her see me bald. At first, she looked at me like she recognized the voice but, the person calling her name looked different. Then out of now where she said "Mommy, you got a big head". I was laughing so hard I was out of breath. That was the moment I knew, I could and would beat this.
I had 6 treatments, 1 every 3 weeks, I was given a clean bill of health and on my way to recovery. I began to play catch up since I had to take a medical leave from school for treatments. The first order of business was to get a tattoo. I decided to get a butterfly on my lower back. To me, it represented my "Re-Birth". I was once that caterpillar and now I have wings and could fly. Yes, it hurt but, it was worth it. In March of 2006, I noticed a lump on my chest under my collarbone. Breast cancer did not cross my mind but, it had returned. Oh well I beat it once, I could do it again. However, this time I was 3 months pregnant with my second daughter. I had to undergo 4 treatments of chemotherapy, while pregnant. I will never forget my first chemotherapy treatment while being pregnant. My nurse, Ashley, looked at me and said "Lets say a prayer before we begin". God was with me during my sessions as he has always been with me through out every moment in my life. My OB/GYN Dr. Haynes and Oncologist Dr. Spinolo wanted me to deliver 4 weeks early so I could begin my radiation treatments and then more chemotherapy treatments.
I delivered our second daughter, Sydney, at 36 weeks and she was a healthy 4lb 4oz bundle of joy. Two days after she was born, I developed Postpartum Cardiomyopathy, a form of congestive heart failure which we now believe was caused the my chemotherapy. I was readmitted also for fluid on my lungs and 2 clots in the port used to administer my chemotherapy.
I am so blessed to be here to share my story. Having had cancer..............twice...............made me take a long look at where I was in my life. I did not want to leave this world without making a difference in it. I try to do it all. Even after hearing from my family and friends that I need to slow down. I thank God for my family, friends and doctors who have been with me every step of this ordeal.
Belonging to a group of strong women who know exactly what you have gone through is therapy in itself. They are not group members or fellow survivors but, they are my sisters. I am so proud of the work we are doing. It is so important to get this message out and we want to educate as many young girls as possible. It has been a long road but, I have not finished my journey. There's lots of work to be done. I'll be the biker dressed in my pink gear riding off into the sunset on my motorcycle . So be sure to honk! I have so much to live for and will enjoy every day as if it were my last.
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