My Cancer Story Doesn't Have to Be Yours2/01/2011
On April 12, 2001, I went in for a routine Pap – after not having had one for a few years for some pretty typical reasons: lack of insuranc...
On April 12, 2001, I went in for a routine Pap – after not having had one for a few years for some pretty typical reasons: lack of insurance and body image issues. I was expecting the routine prodding and poking-the uncomfortable climb into the stirrups and the heat of the doctor's lamp to be the most unbearable part of my visit. Instead, I got the shock of my life: a diagnosis of cervical cancer.
This was devastating, to say the least. Cervical cancer came in and changed everything. Here I was, twenty-five years old, working in Washington, DC as a successful television producer, and having the time of my life. But without warning, that all changed. Instead of thinking about my next interview I was suddenly thinking about the end of my life, with my hopes, wishes and dreams not yet fulfilled. At this early stage in my life, I could only think, “This is it?” I fell into a deep depression and retreated from most of my friends. How could they understand this when I didn’t even understand what was happening?
My doctors told me that my best chance at living was to have a radical hysterectomy. That meant giving up my womb and any chance of getting pregnant and giving birth. This simply was not an option for me. I wasn’t married and didn’t have any children. But I always thought this might change. There had to be another way. My doctor told me about a procedure called a radical trachelectomy. But there was a catch. If I was a candidate for this procedure I would have to get pregnant immediately or freeze my eggs.
Feeling defeated, I agreed to the radical hysterectomy. The hospital wanted to schedule my surgery immediately, but I found an excuse for every date they suggested. They finally scheduled my surgery for June 14. So, on June 14, 2001 at 7 a.m. at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, MD everything that I thought that made me a woman was removed. I was heartbroken. I felt I had given up a child that I never had. A part of me was gone, and I would never be the same again.
My plan was to recover from surgery and go back to my life. I never wanted to think or talk about cancer again. However, after surgery my doctor explained that the tumor was bigger than they originally thought. I would need chemotherapy and radiation therapy. This wasn’t in my plan. The plan was supposed to be surgery and back to my life and put all of this cancer stuff behind me. I sank into a deeper depression.
I started treatment late that summer. I had chemo once a week and radiation treatments five days a week. Wednesdays I would start my chemo at 7 a.m. and finish up with a zap of radiation in the afternoon – I referred to it as my afternoon cocktail. Compared to others I know, I had it easy, but at the time it sure didn’t feel like it. From squeezing into plastic molds holding me in place during radiation, to the tattoos the radiation left behind, to the many residents, techs, and docs constantly looking at my coochie – this was not easy!
By the grace of God, my loving mother, wonderful medical team and supportive friends, I finished my treatment. I had survived!
I still had my ups and downs, but I was so grateful for my second shot at life. I tried relentlessly to get back to normal life, my career, my world – one that didn’t include cancer. But it’s kind of hard once your body fails you and you’re constantly going in for check-ups and everyone around is asking you, “How do you feel?” The worst part was that just the mere sight of a pregnant woman or a new mom would send me into a complete breakdown.
My family, friends and co-workers helped me through this dark time. You have to remember that, when I was diagnosed, HPV and cervical cancer weren’t in the news as they are now. So, I felt all alone and embarrassed – until I started educating myself about HPV and its link to cervical cancer. During this time my friends were doing research too. We all really needed to do something. We had to let people know. We couldn’t let anyone go through what I went through, if there was a way to avoid it. Out of this my non-profit Tamika & Friends (T&F) was born. You could say it’s my baby! Well, our baby.
My friends are amazing! I couldn’t have asked for better friends. They give so much to T&F. I couldn’t do it without them. They have helped me heal and become an advocate for cervical cancer.
In 2010, the American Cancer Society projected that more than 12,000 women will be diagnosed with cervical cancer and nearly 4,000 will die. Cervical cancer is caused by “high-risk” types of the human papillomavirus (HPV). According to the Centers for Disease Control at least 50 percent of sexually active women will have HPV at some point in their lives. African American women face a higher incidence of the disease. According to The American Cancer Society incidence rates of cervical cancer is 32% higher in African American women than white women and black women are twice as likely to die from the disease as their white counterparts. African American women also are diagnosed later with the disease, which makes the survival rate for them lower. We have got to do better.
One of the major issues with this disease is lack of education on its causes and how it can be prevented. Early detection through pap tests and HPV testing are key. Since January is cervical cancer awareness month, I want you to make sure that by the end of the month you have scheduled your monthly pap test because there is no reason for my story to be your story.
Today, I’m cancer-free and enjoying life. I still hope to have a baby somehow some day. I know that one day women will stop dying of cervical cancer. I hope that we can bring support and a ray of sunshine during any dark period of your diagnosis. Cervical cancer has changed my life forever. But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I am strong. I’m a survivor!
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