It will be 5 years in November since I became involved -which is the length of time that I became personally affected as my sister was diagnosed back in November 2002. She had a mastectomy and did the chemo and radiation and was okay until last summer when she learned the cancer had spread to her brain. She had a tumor the size of a plum removed and underwent intense radiation therapy on her head. Two weeks before she learned of her brain tumor, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer as well and underwent a lumpectomy. In the same week my sister had her brain surgery and my mom had surgery to have her chemotherapy port placed.
They are both still fighting-mom recently went in for another biopsy as she has been having trouble with the same breast that they did surgery on and my sister's cancer has re-occured in the lymph nodes in her neck. We are currently waiting for test results, they fear it has now spread to her lungs. She is still undergoing chemotherapy treatment.
The hardest part for me is that they both live 700 miles away in Omaha, Nebraska.
For me, participating in the race helps me do something, in a situation where I often felt a sense of helplessness since I can't be there with them on a regular basis.
And that is why I race.