Cancer is terrible. Truly awful. I don’t recommend the experience to anyone. Skip it if you can. Avoid at all costs.

Surviving cancer and going through treatment was hands down the most grueling, horrific, and terrifying experience I have ever gone through.

But.

I was lucky. I am lucky.

I have an internationally renowned medical oncologist who treated me with the latest protocols that changed my outcomes, a surgical oncologist who treated my body like it was precious, a radiation team who made me laugh every damn day for a month, and a nursing and support staff who truly cared about me, lifted me up and saved me. I have a husband who kept my heart and mind together, kept our children and our life together. I have parents and brothers and sisters who made me laugh, held me when I cried, held my babies, told me it would be okay, made it okay. I have the world’s best friends – the kind that know exactly what you need when you need it – whether it’s a stiff drink, a good cry, a word of encouragement, or a primal scream. I have a business partner who kept the lights on, a team who kept it all together and clients who trusted that this wouldn’t last forever, and stuck with me.

I’ve had clean scans.

I’m beyond lucky. I’m grateful, I’m blessed.

But.

I don’t want to do it again. I don’t want anyone else to have to do it either. Cancer’s a real asshole. Let’s cure it together.

I’m raising money for UW Health’s Carbone Cancer Center by running a 5k. You can run with me OR donate to this fabulous cause below. The money is used to fund innovative treatments like the ones I received.