Through the Pink is an odd name for a blog post (or for anything for that matter), but lately I have been going through a really hard time and in leiu of someone to talk to, I decided to write it all down in case it can help someone else besides me.
To make a long story as short as possible, while my life has not been hell on wheels, I have not had the easiest time. Struggling with relationships due to an introverted personality and sever asthma that many times made me either ridiculed or treated as if I were made of glass. My teen years been socially awkward (more than most in my estimation). Then marrying and moving 1250 miles from home with the wrong man. 18 long/troubling years later I am on my own and starting all over from scratch again with 2 girls who have also now not at the childhood or support they should have had. . .. How the circle continues.
Well that brings us to today. What I did get done in those years is become highly over-educated (I AOS, 2 BS, and 4 Master’s degrees). With those degrees and a 140 IQ, my life should now be rosy. . .. well grasshopper, I made the mistake and told God my plans, and as always, he laughed.
I have been out of work since April of 2015 from a company that I was stupid enough to sign on with because of one man’s vision of what was clearly a company in trouble. I was fired after 4 months stating that I “wasn’t a good company fit”. In business terms, they couldn’t afford my salary. I had been told several times how high up on the payroll tree I was and with us loosing customers, I was a natural target.
In October of that year, still not having any luck finding a job at my level, unemployment ran out. In November, I noticed a lump on my breast but without health insurance, I had to wait.
In January of 2016, I made my appointment for the Dr. to look at the mass in my breast and fully expected it to be another fibrous tumor. . .. . WRONG! I indeed had breast cancer.
A whirlwind of activity was next as you can imagine, tests, mastectomy, more tests, getting a wig and chemo cap, consults with other doctors, more surgery, and then finally ending in approx 8 mos of chemo and radiation.
I had my first chemo treatment yesterday and decided this blog would be a good idea.
Hope it’s useful to someone more than me.
–joann