Now you get to hear about me..

Well first off I’ve always been terrified I’d get some kind of cancer. After all my mom, dad and brother had cancer. But I was holding out to be the 1 in 4 odds that maybe it wouldn’t happen to me.

When my mom was diagnosed the second time I was at a rock concert with a family friend. I was devastated about moms diagnosis and although my mom had previously had breast cancer she had never had a Braca test. She absolutely refused to take the test claiming the breast cancer she had was not genetic. Now with her new cancer I was not just terrified for me but for my daughter. How did this bode for her? What genetic mutations would she have to suffer? My friend remembered that I had recently taken the 23 and me dna test. She said it was simple to just turn on the Braca portion of the test and find out. Of course she expected me to wait until I was home or alone so I could digest any results. Yeah....no...with the opening act on the stage in a giant stadium full of people I literally flipped the switch and activated 23 and me. The test results...negative for all types of Braca. I sighed, I cried with relief, my friend thought I was crazy and I felt that the 1in 4 outcome was still my destiny...but now I’m having chemo at the same time as my mom.