Katie Strobel
Welcome! I am a young mother of three who is documenting her journey of kicking stage four inflammatory breast cancer’s ass.
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As I lay on the bed of the CT machine with a warm plastic mask cooling to the shape of my face for the third time at Duke, I have a single tear running down my cheek and into my ear. If I wasn’t already pissed that I have to go through this again, now
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The what ifs in life can consume you especially when you are faced with something as heartbreaking as cancer. You start to think of the things you will miss and the people you will be leaving behind. When I had my girls, I thought of all the things I would get to experience with them.
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It’s been five months since I last shared my thoughts and feelings about my cancer. I took a hard hit in March when I found out that my brain mets were back and spreading. I had considered myself in remission for only two months. It was and still is devastating that I thought I was
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Picture a cancer patient in your head. Did you see a thin, bald, sick looking person who was maybe sitting in a hospital bed or receiving treatment? Did you picture someone with hollow cheeks and a weak body? I am not saying this is wrong but this is what I call movie cancer. Movies, tv
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November 14th, 2022 started our fight against cancer. It’s been an entire year now. When I was diagnosed, we didn’t know if one year later was even a possibility. When I found out my cancer had metastasized to my brain, the dream of many years to come went up in smoke. Jokes on you, cancer…I
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I have never been someone to use my time longing for something someone else has. Sure, I’ve drooled over someone else eating a delicious baked good but never consumed by the feeling of jealousy. Until I got my cancer diagnosis. It didn’t happen right away, I was too wrapped up in what felt like a
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When I first found out I would be receiving radiation, I was pumped. Finally, superpowers to live up to my personality. Unfortunately, I soon realized all I would get was a sunburn and a sore throat and not the webs I was expecting to now shoot out of my wrists. Which if you ask me
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When I started this journey I had the clear mindset of beating it. I was going to finish chemotherapy, chop off these boobs, and fry what was left. I never realized how many times the plan would change. Cancer is not something that sticks to the rules. It has its own path it follows and
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It’s not fair that I have cancer. It’s not fair that my husband has to watch as each treatment pushes my body to its breaking point. It’s not fair that my kids have to fight for time with their mommy in between her doctor visits, treatments, and scans. It’s just not fair. People see me
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November 14th will forever be the day we found out I had cancer. It’s one of those memories that plays on repeat in my mind. If I close my eyes, I can bring myself back to that night when I was supposed to sleep with all this new information about what was happening inside my
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