I was diagnosed with Stage 3 inflammatory breast cancer. I was 30 years old. I had no insurance. I was screwed.
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"Ask and you shall receive" was one of her favorite sayings. If I had had a different mother, there's a good chance that I would have turned out to be one of the people on the street telling me that they don't care (enough) to register to vote.
Waiting for a diagnosis is extraordinarily difficult because it brings up an array of feelings that are hard to hold: anxiety, fear, sadness, frustration, impatience, and powerlessness, to name a few.
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