Some days, you just gotta get away….
Published by amyhealthyself
"If I bore you, that is that. If I am clumsy, that may indicate partly the difficulty of my subject, and the seriousness with which I am trying to take what hold I can of it; more certainly, it will indicate my youth, my lack of mastery of my so-called art or craft, my lack perhaps of talent... A piece of the body torn out by the roots might be more to the point." --James Agee My name is Amy. On April 11th, 2016, I was diagnosed with what they believed was Stage II Invasive Ductal Carcinoma (Breast Cancer). After surgery it was discovered that the cancer was technically an early stage III-Still considered "early stage breast cancer". Unfortunately, I learned in November that the cancer had spread to my lungs, after a mysterious rash at my mastectomy incision site prompted further testing. I am 27 years old living and breathing with metastatic breast cancer. This is stage 4 breast cancer. I am living with an incurable disease whose prognosis is not very good. But statistics have never been right for me. So I'm learning to adjust to this new life. I am also a classical singer who was recently accepted into the Chicago College of Performing Arts for the Masters Program in Classical Vocal Performance. Obviously, this cancer diagnosis has put a wrench in my plans but I'm trying to view this whole experience as a gift of renewal, so that I may take the lessons I need to learn and leave the rest behind. This is an attempt to gather the shattered pieces of my soul, dust them off, and put them together with something lasting and unbreakable. View all posts by amyhealthyself