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Partyoffive's Story: Keeping a Positive Perspective By Prioritizing Family

After being assured her cancer was caught early and treatment would be minimal, Partyoffive soon learned she had metastatic breast cancer.

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My name is Kristin and I was diagnosed two years ago in July of 2013 at the age of 43. All of our stories are uniquely our own, but they have all brought us to the same place. When I first found the lump in my right breast, I was assured that they had caught it early and after a mastectomy and chemo I would be "good to go." Well, that isn't what happened; after finding 11/21 lymph nodes were malignant and doing CAT scans and bone scans, I joined the legions of women/men diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer.

I have been relatively stable for the past two years with multiple bone mets — my doctor was right after all: I am "good to go." I try and live every day like I would have before breast cancer invaded not just my body but my life. I have five beautiful children and one awesome 12-week-old granddaughter and I make them my priority every day and have let the cancer know that it's along for MY ride. I am well aware that my days of being stable and feeling good may come to an end and as I've said before, I hope that I handle the changes in my future with grace and dignity, but I am going to keep living my life with metastatic breast cancer. My husband has been a source of great support and doesn't let me dwell on things for too long — he's always there to fight with me. This has been hardest on him because he wants to "fix" everything and make me better and coming to terms with the fact that none of us has control has been tough for him.

The worst part for me is the lack of control and uncertainty and how that impacts my children — they know I have a terminal disease but, as we say in my house, "Suck it up, buttercup!" We just keep moving forward. My older son likes to say that our lives are like living in a horror movie: You can hear the creepy music playing and know that something is going to happen, but you don't know when.

I wish none of us had to deal with this disease and I am hopeful that one day I will be NED like the ladies on here who give me hope for many more years.