Breast Cancer, Macular Degeneration & Writing

Again. Just so many things that make me happy. Today I want to talk about two that also reiterate my belief that everything happens for a reason, and good comes from everything. I have always believed I was diagnosed with breast cancer in order to be part of the trial that would help prove there are indeed other solutions to killing breast cancer rather than chemo, radiation and surgery. Definitely not in all cases, simply because one cure does not work for everyone. But cryoablation, freezing the cancerous tumor to death, is definitely an option for many women who get regular mammograms and discover breast cancer early. My stories on my procedure and five years of cancer freedom have been spread far and wide and hopefully are making IceCure, the name of the company in Israel that created this means of curing cancer. Now this week, I learned that

, that incredible radiologist at Centra State Hospital in Freehold is concentrating on making the procedure better known now that five years of trial is successful and complete. The doctor was the professional who did my cryoablation and though I had not met him until about three weeks before he performed the procedure, we have been in touch and friends ever since. Hopefully now more women will hear about Dr. Tomkovich, will hear that Centra State has the courage to trial new trials and will take advantage of what cyroablation offers. I still say it was the easiest choice I ever made, because I always knew that even if it didn’t work, I could also opt for one of those other less palatable solutions. Now the same thing has happened since I developed aging macular degeneration, (AMD) the leading cause of blindness in people over 65. Annoyed no medical doctor or optometrist had ever advised me of how many people this disease affects and taking a simple capsule twice a day called AREDS, available any every drug store, could possibly help slow the process, I immediately began writing about it once I grew accustomed to getting those needles in my eye once a month. This week a learned the editor of a Health magazine e-mailed me to say she’s interested in my story and asked me to write it. So once again, hopefully, because I have AMD many others can learn more about it, learn what they can do to avoid or diminish the effects of it, and perhaps save their vision for years to come. Now that also makes me happy! I’ve had two not so terrific diagnoses in the last five years. Both times, my cases were a bit out of the norm. Because I’m a writer I have the ability to spread the word about them and possibly help others. And I am. And it’s working. Isn’t that enough to make anyone happy?


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