Introducing Robyn Lesser, Founder of (un)cancer
Meet (un)cancer Founder, Abida Taher
A Diplomate of the American Board of Nuclear Medicine, Abida has been in private practice since 2009.
Unveiling Strength: Navigating BRCA1, Triple Negative Breast Cancer, and Ovarian Cancer – A Journey of Resilience from 28 to 37
My name is Kelly Stars…a wife, mom of a two year old and a pediatric nurse practitioner. I was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer/BRCA 1 Positive in 2014 when I was 28 years old. I lost my mother to breast cancer when I was 14—she was diagnosed at 36 and passed away at 41 years old. At that time, we had no knowledge about the BRCA gene as there was no other family history. I found my lump on my own after having just had an ultrasound and MRI 6 months prior.
“Have You Heard of Knitted Knockers?”
“Have you heard of a Knitted Knocker?” Well, if you haven’t and have underdone any kind of mastectomy with
Diagnosed at 23 with Breast cancer, Why did this happen to me?
Looking back on the last year, everything feels like a blur. It all moved so quickly, and even though I’m eternally grateful for that, it feels like I never got a real chance to stop, breathe and acknowledge it all.
Ask “What Can I Learn?” Instead of “Why Me?”
In March of 2020 at the age of 32 I was diagnosed with IIB triple negative Breast Cancer. I also found out I carry the BRCA 1 gene.
Twelve Year Cancer Survivor on Left Breast & Two Year Cancer Survivor on Right Breast
As of this year, I am a 12 year (left side) and 2 year (right side) Triple Negative breast cancer survivor.
LGBTQ+ Invisibility in Previvor, Thriver, and Survivor Support Communities
Thank you for agreeing to share your platform and hold space to discuss this special topic:
The Glammommy XO
Hello, my name is Emily and I am a wife and mother to two amazing kids. Just before Christmas 2020, I sat at my kitchen table, trying to fill the tiny spit bottle, that would ultimately test my genetics for the BRCA mutation. I sent that tiny bottle away, enjoyed the coming holidays and thought nothing of what might come back from that genetic test.
Crawling In My Skin
I was never one to care much what people thought until now. I lived my life freely and boldly, but people’s perceptions and expectations really weighed on me after my diagnosis. And sometimes it’s my own perceptions that trouble me, whether constantly contemplating my situation, questioning my decisions, or tempering my feelings from some degree of shame. This is an extremely difficult space to be in for those of us unaccustomed to being vulnerable. And a struggle even more so for people of color.