Amany, Egypt

In 2017, a challenging health situation has marked the beginning of a significant journey in my life, that was when I discovered a benign lump in my left breast. I consulted a specialist who referred me to Baheya Hospitals and Centers for treatment, as the costs would have been too high to afford. Although I expected to contribute to the treatment costs, I was surprised to find that it was entirely free-of-charge.

Two years later, I felt a new lump in my right breast, and during a routine follow-up, my doctor expressed concern about its appearance. A mammogram and biopsy confirmed that it was malignant, and doctors recommended a complete mastectomy.

Upon receiving this diagnosis, I felt completely alone. All I remember is sobbing all the way home. I couldn't tell my mother because she had a heart condition, and I was afraid of shocking her. I couldn't tell my siblings either until just two days before the surgery.

My siblings, husband, and children were incredibly supportive, standing by me through this ordeal.

I underwent chemo, and there were times when I would cry in front of my mother until she eventually knew the full extent of my illness. Although I didn't want to burden her further, I found comfort in her knowing the truth. I needed her support, especially as my appearance changed and my hair fell out. She was always there for me.

After completing chemotherapy, I started hormonal treatment. In the third year, during a routine follow-up, I was shocked to discover that the benign lump in my left breast had turned malignant. I accepted God's will, but I was overwhelmed with fear at the thought of dying and leaving my children, who mean the world to me. I had a mastectomy on my left breast, but this time, subsequent treatment plan required only an alternative hormonal treatment.

It was during this period that I learned about the invaluable psychological support provided at Baheya Foundation, which completely transformed my life.

I started attending support groups with other fighters and participated in arts and crafts workshops. I learned to love myself, take care of myself, and prioritize my well-being. I came to appreciate my illness because it taught me so much about myself and introduced me to people I would never have met otherwise. At the same time, it showed me who my true friends were, as some people I had counted on for support abandoned me during this difficult time.

My life took a turn for the better. I felt more in control of my life and future, and I was able to make a positive impact on the lives of those around me.

To every woman facing this challenge: this is not the end of your story. It can be the beginning of a brighter and more meaningful chapter.