Me, Cancer and Dr. Blue Eyes

By Liz M. Mendoza

This book is about a woman’s journey through Cancer and seeing things differently and surviving it with positivity.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Mar 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9781698703787

Liz M. Mendoza

I am a warrior; I am a survivor, I am a positive being and a woman of faith.

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Copyright 2021 Liz M. Mendoza.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the written prior permission of the author.

ISBN: 978-1-6987-0380-0 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-6987-0379-4 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-6987-0378-7 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2021903447

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Contents

I Got What?

Chemo Round 1

Bye-Bye, Cancer

Chemo Round 2

Reconstructing My Boob

Ring That Bong

Lymph Edema

Ain’t Nobody Gonna Break My Stride

This book is dedicated to

Dr. Blue Eyes

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I Got What?

August 24, 2017—that’s when my life was altered for the rest of my days. I could say tainted, distorted, changed, but no, I want to say altered because, damn skippy, I’m freaking different inside. Don’t think that this is going to be one of those Oh, woe is me type of stories. Hell no, this is a Look at me, bitches, I’m a survivor. Who wants to tussle now? story.

You never know what to expect when you wait for the results of your first mammogram. Yes, my first was at age forty-seven, because I was the idiot who feared hearing bad news from the doctors, so I chose to put it off like a jackass. But enough about me; I already know I’m a jackass. Let’s go back a bit.

It started after I had gone for a physical with my primary care physician, and she asked: when my last mammogram was, because I hadn’t gone to the doctor for quite some time, like years and years. I said, Um! I guess never!

I sat there on the bed with her feeling my breast and armpit area, when she said, "I’m going to give you a prescription for a mammogram. You