Mona, Egypt

My mother's passing from breast cancer cast a long shadow over my own diagnosis. When I learned I had the same disease, I expected a similar fate and felt a profound sense of despair. The memory of my mother's ordeal shattered my hope for recovery.

My journey began in 2024, when early detection at Baheya Hospitals and Centers led to the discovery of cancer. This was fortunate, as it meant I could avoid a complete mastectomy. My treatment started with a lumpectomy followed by chemo.

My children provided invaluable support during this challenging time. Unfortunately, my husband, due to his own health issues and immobility, was unable to assist me. Consequently, I was solely responsible for household chores and caring for my ailing husband. This was a huge burden, especially while undergoing treatment.

It is natural for anyone facing such adversity to seek comfort and support from their loved ones. However, I was deprived of this, leading to significant psychological stress compounded by physical fatigue. Isolated by my husband's illness, I found it difficult to form new friendships. Yet, during my treatment, I participated in support groups with other cancer fighters. These connections allowed me to build new friendships, develop self-love, and understand that my illness could mark the beginning of a new chapter.

The friendship I developed with these fellow fighters made me feel less alone. Knowing that others understood my struggles helped me cope and provided me with hope for the future.