Today marks the two year anniversary of Tracy's passing.
As I was reading her blog this morning I decided it was time to make some changes. Tracy started posting as a way to let her friends and family know what was on her mind and how she was coping with the disease, her treatments and everything else. I took over when she became too ill. I was grateful for a place to keep everyone up to date on her condition and more importantly, to let out some of my emotions.
When I finished reading all of it today I realized that I wanted her blog to be in her voice, not mine so I decided to delete what I had written over those three months while she was in the hospital.
My hope is that people will find inspiration by reading the story of an amazing woman who dealt with cancer on a daily basis and never thought to give up.
When you read those posts you realize that Tracy wasn't dying from cancer, she was living with it.
Just One Person Trying to Figure Out Life with Metastatic Breast Cancer
My name is Tracy Pleva Hill and I was diagnosed with Stage IIb, triple negative breast cancer at the age of 32 in 2000. Ten months after completing chemotherapy in early 2001, I discovered that my disease had progressed to Stage IV. I have since spent seven years being infused with chemotherapeutics to manage my disease.
I have a beloved, beleaguered, adored husband who valiantly remains my most insistent supporter despite all the challenges and hardship breast cancer has brought us. (“In sickness and in health” – who saw this coming?) I also have an nine-year-old son who has never known me as anyone but a person living with cancer. So, I love my husband, raise my son, work full-time and run my home. Only, there is always the cancer.
I have a hard time remembering what I was like before breast cancer horned in on my unremarkable but happy life. It shapes me in unfamiliar ways. Living with Stage IV (advanced) breast cancer elevates the game. It means knowing that your cancer is never going to leave you and that you are going to be on some form of medication for as long as your body can withstand it or until the cancer overwhelms it.
I intend to make this f-ing disease work for every little bit it tries to take from me.