#toboobornottoboob….that was the challenge
Fundraising campaign by
Munira Van Wyk
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US$160.00raised of $4,000.00 goal goal
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Campaign Story
My journey began while my 10 month old daughter and I were playing on the bed and she pressed down on my chest and I felt something push back.
At the time I figured it was a blocked duct because my daughter had very abruptly stopped breastfeeding at 6 months old.
Hubby got antsy (I was delaying) and we had it checked out.
On 26 February 2016 we got the news that is was Cancer and so the carousel round-about started.
I was a good girl and took everything in my stride all the while still insisting on being a mom, a wife, a friend and an employee. Just my regular happy chappy self. Regardless of my situation.I figured that I do not have any control over how the chemo plays out but I have control over my daily routine, and that's what I done. I went to work Monday to Wednesday had chemo on Thursdays and rested Fridays.
on the weekend I was persistent, much to the concern of my peoples, that I had to do something, and activity, an outing with my daughter, with my family, so that she didn't notice that her mom was ill. If anything was to happen, there would be plenty memories made. and as every day comes I make a concerted effort to make many memories with my peoples and to show there is life at the end of the tunnel, and with strength and positive vibes, All challenges can be overcome.
All she saw was her bald headed mom that loved her plenty. (the head became her drum). Since my hair has started growing back, she doesn't beat as much but rather pulls now. Kinda miss the drumming. LOL
And then the most difficult choice came #toboobornottoboob....
Some people think it's as easy as just saying take the boob. Take both. Put in fake ones...stay without it. The most common statement would be "now you wont have sagging boobs" But honestly it isn't that simple.
The biggest fear any cancer patient will tell you they have is not of dying but rather having it come back.
So I chose a double mastectomy with delayed reconstruction.
The scars are gonna be with me forever.
I remember putting on normal clothes for the first time after surgery (because I lived in pj's) and I looked at myself in the mirror and I got so angry at the whole thing. Short of my bald head which I knew would be a full head of hair eventually again... No one would be none the wiser of the ordeal that I had just gone through. But I would. I will see it every day.
But that also became my saving grace from depression because even though I was very open about my entire process to everyone around me, cancer patients don't want to talk about having cancer...having gone through it or the fears associated with it. So I won't have people looking at me with those pitiful eyes....you know the "shame she nearly died"
But the reason I am here is to ask for some aid or assistance to help with the dreaded medical bills.
The joyful medical aid has so many. Ts and Cs that the out of pocket is really starting to eat away at my family and I.
Cancer only gets my boobs!!!
It cannot get my happiness...my want and need for a fulfilling life.
Finances can ruin a life and I will be damned if I survived cancer and it's shenanigans to be brought down by finances.
So thank you in advance for your donations to my medical bills.
Munira Van Wyk
Payments can be made by PayPal or Banking Details
FNB Bank
Cheque Account
Bank Account Number:62263848768
Branch Code: 201009
Organizer
- Munira Van Wyk
- Campaign Owner
Donors
- Clinton Leeuw
- Donated on Feb 09, 2017
- Kris Miller
- Donated on Jan 30, 2017
Fuck cancer
- Clinton Leeuw
- Donated on Jan 21, 2017
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Donors & Comments
- Clinton Leeuw
- Donated on Feb 09, 2017
- Kris Miller
- Donated on Jan 30, 2017
Fuck cancer
- Clinton Leeuw
- Donated on Jan 21, 2017