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The following is the story of Lori Sklar, Founder of Jacob International, as told by her and completed by her Husband, Bill Sklar

I have a story to share with you so that together we can save a life. It is important to me to share this story so that it does not become your story or the story of future generations. I want to break the cycle of hereditary Breast and Ovarian Cancer.

I am a 48 year old woman who lives in South Florida and was always very proactive about my health. My father was a cardiologist and had always stressed the importance of preventive medicine. Due to the medical history of cancer in our family, I entrusted my care to the top radiologist and oncologist in the area. I saw my radiologist and oncologist several times a year because of the cystic nature of my breasts. Since I had fibrocystic breast disease, my radiologist performed my mammograms, pelvic ultrasounds and needle aspirations of any suspicious lumps. My radiologist decided that I needed an MRI of my breasts because they were so dense making it difficult to read my mammograms. The MRI was considered the gold standard of testing breasts. Over a period of several years I had MRIs at two hospitals in Florida ( Miami and Tampa) and a hospital in Philadelphia, Pa. In total I had six MRIs. Not one of my doctors advised me to seek genetic testing to determine if I had a mutation in my BRCA 1 or BRCA 2 gene. They knew of my family history of breast cancer and even had treated both of my maternal aunts – one who had been diagnosed with breast cancer and the other who chose to have a prophylactic mastectomy.

I had an MRI at a teaching hospital in Philadelphia, Pa. on July 3, 2003 which was read to be “negative” for cancer. I was diagnosed with Stage I breast cancer on October 13, 2003.

After I was diagnosed with breast cancer, two different oncologists recommended that I pursue genetic testing. However Ironically, both my original radiologist and oncologist still did not feel it was necessary to have genetic testing even after my diagnosis of cancer. I told my original oncologist that I had two sisters in the waiting room and that it did matter. It turned out that it mattered more to me than them. I tested positive for BRCA 1 and they tested negative. This knowledge was important because it would impact my treatment.

I wish my radiologist and oncologist had advised me to have genetic testing.

Women who inherit a mutation in their BRCA1 or BRCA2 gene have a greatly increased risk of developing breast and ovarian cancer. One in 500 women inherits a BRCA gene mutation.

So I endured a double mastectomy, a prophylactic full hysterectomy and many months of dose dense chemo-therapy. After my mastectomy, I saw a physical therapist who was instrumental in my physical rehabilitation and a psychologist, a breast cancer survivor, who helped me tremendously with my anger and fears.

I gained my strength through my faith, the love of my awesome husband and my incredible family. I am very involved in my religious institution and have continued to do my community service work which is my true passion.

I wish the story ended here. However, it continues with my diagnosis of leukemia on April 12, 2005. The leukemia was the result of the chemotherapy which I had after my mastectomy. There is one-half of one percent (.005 %) chance of getting leukemia from the type of chemotherapy which was prescribed. I was in the hospital for thirty one (31) days and once again, my faith, the love of my husband and family, and our congregational family helped me through the ordeal.

To obtain a cure, I needed a bone marrow (stem cell) transplant and in July, 2005 went to the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance/Fred Hutchinson Research Institute in Seattle, WA for treatment. They have an international reputation led by Nobel Laureates, among whom is the pioneer of bone marrow transplantation. Upon arrival at the Hutch, I severely relapsed, my leukemia changed from AML to ALL and several courses of intense chemotherapy followed. With chemotherapy there are often severe unintended consequences including the inability to fight infection. In my case, these consequences included severe Aspergillosis Pneumonia, a rapid growth mold infection in my lungs which is often fatal, serial transfusions of white blood cells (granulocytes), red blood cell transfusions and platelet transfusions (necessary for blood to coagulate). The treatment for Aspergillosis Pneumonia included a recently approved FDA drug, Micafugin, combined with other anti-fungal agents.

Prior to transplant and a further chemotherapy treatment, 40 percent of my bone marrow consisted of leukemia cells and I was given a 20 % chance of success of a transplant.

These complications and a further relapse persisted for more than four months before I was ready to undergo “conditioning” prior to the transplant. Conditioning included six exposures of lethal doses of total body irradiation and a high dose of further chemotherapy, all designed to kill my diseased bone marrow. Then I received a transplant of stem cells from a thirty year old male after which I developed severe mucositis (deterioration) of the lining of the mouth, lips and upper gastrointestinal tract.

Thanks to God’s blessings and strong, healthy donor cells, I strongly engrafted but then faced both acute and chronic graft versus host disease, a double edged sword which attacked my gut but beneficially allowed the donor’s graft to destroy residual leukemia cells. Throughout all of this, I was required to undergo bone marrow aspirations/biopsies and six spinal taps (lumbar punctures).

Lori’s story did not end here. She returned home from her transplant and treatment in February 2006 and underwent intense physical therapy to restore her strength and mobility. For almost six months, Lori improved and was well enough to attend her nephew’s graduation from college in May 2006. In early August 2006, Lori relapsed and again was hospitalized for 30 days of chemotherapy treatment and recovery. Follow–up chemotherapy led to acute liver failure, pancreatitis, and other severe complications requiring several hospitalizations. On December 30, 2006 Lori passed away while valiantly continuing to fight her disease.

Throughout this ordeal, we continued to do God’s work. Lori, her sisters and husband developed two web sites – Indiana open heart surgery and Indianapolis liposuction, brochures and marketed information to various groups to educate women on the benefits of genetic testing for the BRCA 1 or BRCA 2 gene mutation to stop breast and ovarian cancer.

Lori’s sisters assembled an army of people she did not know who prayed for her. These people included individuals of all faiths around the nation. Lori and her family are forever grateful for their prayers and believe in the power of prayer.

What Lori and I have described is the medical journey but does not begin to describe the real journey of faith, love and God’s miracles. Lori was sustained in her journey by God’s love, her persistent and total faith in God and the unconditional love of her family, religious congregation, friends of many faiths and many other people whom she never met or spoke with. These individuals, through the power of prayer brought her through this journey.

All of these are God’s miracles, for which Lori and I am eternally grateful. The power of prayer and faith in God is an awesome healer. Lori’s story, as arduous and difficult as it sounds is a victory of spirit, faith and God’s love.

Just imagine if Lori’s doctor, the community, our family or a friend had educated us on the benefits of genetic testing. Lori could have had a prophylactic mastectomy and hysterectomy, avoided chemotherapy and would be alive today. But then again, perhaps this was Lori’s path and purpose to EDUCATE you so that this is not your story and not the story of any future generations. We will break the cycle of hereditary breast and ovarian cancer.

We hope that by sharing Lori’s story that we can make a difference in your life and those you love.

Wishing you all of God's blessings. May we, as a Sisterhood of Women, go from strength to greater strength!!!!

Don't let my real story become your story. Break the cycle of hereditary breast and ovarian cancer--- Get tested today!

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Previvor K.K. Puskar

My beautiful mother, I never knew. BRCA1 is my connection with her and in a strange ironic way--a positive--my connection. My mom passed away from breast cancer when I was 4 yrs. old, she was 40. My mom's 2 sisters and their mother (or my grandmother), also passed away of breast cancer. They were 32, 53, and 68 years old. My cousins and I had always felt this had to be hereditary. And April, 2007 my youngest cousin (38) found her own lump and it turned out to be breast cancer. There are 6 of us females on my mom's side of the family. We all did our genetics testing....4 of us were positive/2 negative. September 17th 2007, I'll never forget....I found out I was BRCA1 positive.
First of all I have to say, I am so lucky, grateful, and blessed to have made it to 50 with no cancer. If I was to guess why I've made it this far in life without cancer--I would say because I have always been very physically active, even my job is physical. So, life changed for me forever on Sept. 17th. Unfortunately I wasn't given or offered the opportunity to speak with a Genetics Counselor. That should definately be changed, and I believe it is changing. I didn't have a problem giving up my ovaries, and filopian tubes. But that still took me 4 months to have the surgery. I ended up having a complete hysterectomy. I had fibroids, which never caused me pain, but was told "I didn't need it anymore", my uterus. The mastectomy was another story. I was horrified reading about women who'd had a mastectomy with NO CANCER present. One of my cousins, who was "cancer free" did her prophylactic bilateral mastectomy surgery right off the bat. And if that was her choice, that was OK. But NO WAY for me. Took me 2 years to convince myself and decide, YES, I would do the Prophylactic bilateral mastectomy. I did my reading, observing, and listening, and decided I didn't want to WAIT for cancer--then chemo--then radiation. Also I didn't want to go through all the sick, tired, and awful feeling that went with it.....if I didn't have to. It was very hard because breasts are what make a female, a female, in my mind. NO good choices here.
But I felt like I was waiting, waiting, waiting for cancer to show up. So March 3rd, 2009 I had my prophylactic bilateral mastectomy. I cried to myself pretty much everyday, as I'm sure we all have. And still now there are times when the tears flow. But that's ok, I am happy with the choice I've made. My 2nd surgery, to put the implants in, is scheduled for June 17th, next week. And I am more than ready to get these expanders (which I call the ALIEN), out of me!! And move on.
God Bless all of us!! We are still here!

Polysystic Ovarian Syndrome and me, Olga (from the film)

One thing that was not mentioned in my story in the film, because by the grace of GOD I came out negative, as you found out in the film. When I decided to even get the testing, I realized that there were so many aspects of it, if indeed it were to have come out positive.

I have been fortunate and blessed that I came out negative, but I have been asked by a lot of people what I would have done if I would have came out positive. I first of all had the counseling done, and it was there that I realized if I had this gene, I would have these choices, right? Well, after hearing everything I knew, that if I was positive, I would have scheduled the surgeries ASAP! I was not going to take that risk.

The reason I'm saying this is because there are those other alternatives. One of them is medication. BUT.........I have PCOS. The option for the medication "Temoxofen"(I think I spelled it wrong)and a couple of other medications that help with prevention, were out of the question for me because of my PCOS. Which basically is a hormone imbalance and causes a whole other realm of side effects. I say this because I would have gone for that in the beginning until I was ready for the surgeries. I don't want to sound or be negative. But rather educate those very few women out there that I have met, and have this disease. So I thought I would put it out there so it is known. Hopefully in due time there will be an alternative for women who have PCOS and the gene. There isn't much studies with these topics because let's face it, it's been the hard work of Marie C. King and others that have gotten us this far, and it's understandable that there isn't a lot of information about this particular stop sign for people in the situation with having both.

Again, please take this as information and education. Knowledge is Power and I haven't seen anyone address this issue and since I was asked so much about "What would you do if....?" Especially the people who know I have this syndrome. They gave me the idea of putting it out there not to scare, just to again educate and make those small amount of you with the gene and PCOS aware.

Olga Flores (from "In the Family" film)

A journey begins...or is it just continuing?

I am 32. I tested pos for the BRCA 2 gene mutation last year. I finally decided to go for it!...I have started my journey to have a prophylactic mastectomy this summer. I am scared & excited all at the same time. I have tried so hard to keep a smile on my face for the sake of all around me. I figure everyone is worried enough about it for me, I don't have to. But alas....I am still scared. I lost my mother to breast cancer when I was only 12, my father to prostate cancer when I was 18. I have been on my own since. I have a paternal Aunt who is a survivor going on 13 years! Oddly enough she is the one who has put up the most resistance to me having the surgery. I have had a VERY hard time with her not approving of my decision. I don't understand & am afraid to ask why. It wouldn't change my mind anyhow.
I have 3 beautiful step daughters who need me. Their bio mom already left them (by choice) & I just cant imagine what they would go through if they lost me as well. I'm not willing to take that chance. I have no children of my own & will not have any. I'm not willing to take the risk of passing this thing on! I have 3 wonderful children that I get to raise & share my life & knowledge with & I don't have to worry about weather or not I shared this gene with them. They are my light & my reason for living. I will do whatever I can to make sure they do not have to go though life with the same hardships that I did. If there is a chance that I can be here longer I have to do whatever I can for my girls.
I wish my mother was here to hold my hand. I feel so alone. Thank you all for showing me that I'm not alone.

Poetry helps

After getting a BRCA2 diagnosis last spring, I wrote this this poem which helped pull my thoughts and emotions together. I am currently recuperating from the 2nd reconstruction surgery. Bilateral prophylactic mastectomy was in October. I feel very lucky.
I hope some will enjoy the poem.....

It’s not that I’m ungrateful
Though I know I’m hard to please
My husband says impossible.
The robe is sweet but not quite right
A little small a little tight
It sits still boxed waiting to go back.

My father left me many things,
some his, some passed along.
Born of German Jews, generations in this land.
The old country forced their isolation,
In America it is tradition.
Rag-rug peddler to dry goods store to sales rep
No grand department store (that was another Hecht)
But my dad managed medical school
Even with the loss of his young widowed mother.

From my father I received:
A love of learning, a striving for depth,
And the drive to be my own best competitor.
Also not to take life, or myself, too seriously.
His manner was shy and his humor was wry.
When his sister died (just as their mother had)
My father’s heart nearly broke for good.
Three little girls and a year in bed,
His heart beat haltingly for seventeen more years.

From his family I received:
Two Civil War era chairs and his parent’s bedroom set.
The four-posters, on which he was conceived in 1907,
Were just fine in the room I shared with my sister.
My boys complained they were too small.

One more inheritance, unwittingly bequeathed:
A faulty gene, a trans-Atlantic stowaway.
From the well of motherhood it steals the mother.
My sister will survive thanks to modern poison
And thanks to her, I have a choice.
These ovaries can go;
thank God I don’t need them any more.
My sons are grown and great and would have made their grandpa proud.
These breasts though indeed attached have got to go.
I will exchange them for another set, perhaps a different size.
They will lack the sense of my husband’s touch,
But lack as well the lurking kiss of death.


Chasing BRCA+ since 1989

I am 35 years old and I have no children - decisions put on hold pending my diagnosis and surgeries. I have been chasing for a diagnosis on my family breast cancer history since I was 16. It started with my concerns about going on the pill (1989) and telling the doctor about the 5 (now 7) women diagnosed with breast cancer in my family history; one aunt at 27, one at 44, one great aunt at 75 - all died from breast cancer. My grandmother and her only surviving sister both had breast cancer in their 60s. My mother finally got breast cancer aged 47 and thankfully survived after a lumpectomy and radiotherapy.

In 2004 I persuaded her that I needed to know if we had a family gene or not and she agreed. We started the ball rolling by my visiting a genetic counseller and then writing to my mother's doctor. I expressively pointed out that my anxiety over whether to have children or not was purely due to not knowing about the results.

They took 3 years in total to return a verdict of positive for BRCA1 in my mother. Although I was told it was a simple retest for me and would be 4 weeks after my mother's results - it took a further 12 months to get my own results!! Four years of my youth had been wasted in NHS fumbling, although I am now grateful to know - I have lost 4 years of decision time, 4 years of waiting, deciding, developing anxiety.

In March 2009 I will have prophylactic bilateral masectomy with back flap reconstruction and am looking into embryo freezing/screening and then laprascopic salpingo bilateral oophorectomy.

I discovered that even when you feel lonely, there are people out there. Facebook is superb - so many millions of people - plenty of BRCA+ ladies to contact and groups for support. I discovered too that a blog is a great way to vent, to share, to explore feelings. I started mine not long after my diagnosis.

I feel so lucky to have a choice - to be able to take preventative measures to live my life free of the shadow of cancer. There are still risks of cancer, obviously, but I am doing everything I can to make life a little easier to bear, to give peace of mind. For once, I will be able to relax and I cannot wait for the day. 65 days and counting!!

Well wishes and love to all blighted by cancer xx

Hi all.... what a coincidence

Hi all.... what a coincidence to get this invite to share my story the same morning I just got back from my appointment with my surgeon who will do my bilateral prophylactic mastectomies.... I am scheduled for January 20, 2009 to have a prophylactic bilateral tram flap procedure done after testing positive for the BRCA 2 mutation. The history starts with my mom's side of the family - mom having four sisters, three with breast, one with leukemia and one with cervical. My first sister to be diagnosed was Sharon at age 41, after 12 incredible years of many studies and all types of chemo she passed away in 2006. My mom was the next to be diagnosed in 2000 - she was diagnosed with Inflammatory Breast Carcinoma even after being seen and treated by multiple doctors for "breast rash, abdominal pain and tenderness, severe body pain etc....". Mom died within six weeks of her diagnosis. My second sister diagnosed was Peggy, she was diagnosed at 46 with lobular invasive. She wasn't diagnosed through mammo because mammo doesn't always identify lobular until it is extensive. She was diagnosed because she had an indent in her breast which she found and brought to the doctors attention. My third sister Kara was diagnosed this year and just finished her final round of chemo this past week. A mammo found an area of concern on the right - she had bilateral mastectomies done - and it turns out she also had invasive lobular in the other.

I eventually went through with my BRCA testing that my oldest sister had started years earlier and turns out I was positive for the BRCA2 mutuation.

After seeing my aunts, my mom and sister battle this ugly demon I figure I am in a proactive position to have the surgery. Am I looking forward to it? Absolutely not. But I am looking forward to not having to worry every time they find another lump and have to do yet another biopsy like we have done for ten years now. I also see it as an insurance policy - I can sleep better at night knowing my chances are significantly decreased by doing this surgery. After having a husband that has a chronic from of leukemia - my children really need to know that we are doing everything within reason to reduce our chances of developing another type of cancer.

I wish every woman on this website much happiness and peace. We are all walking the road together - similiar stories - overwhelming numbers of people affected by cancer .......and I pray for you often as well.....

PBM "Sister"

Dear Mittenservices:

I hope your recovery is going well. I am 10 days past my own PBM and reconstruction. I chose to do the surgery even though I am BRCA negative. My mother and sister both had cancer and I felt that science just hadn't caught up to our particular genetic pattern. So I made my decision in December. It was a good decision, as the pathology report found in situ cancer cells (lobular and ductal) in both breasts. Two mammograms and an MRI missed it.

I saw your posting from last fall and just wanted to share a little post-op love. Heal on, sister!

My BRCA Family

My maternal grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer at age 28, had a mastectomy on that side, and died at age 32 in the year 1930. She had 2 daughters, my mother and my aunt. My aunt had breast cancer at age 44, and again at age 46 and each time had that breast removed. This aunt had 2 daughters (my first counsins). The oldest was next - breast cancer at age 38, and again at 40. Her mother, my aunt, was diagnosed next with ovarian cancer, and died in 1989, and her oldest daughter died 6 weeks later when her breast cancer metastisized. My mother was next - with ovarian cancer, which was treated and she went into remission. During this time, my aunt's other daughter was diagnosed with breast cancer. Scared out of her mind, she begged until she found a surgeon willing to remove her uterus, tubes, ovaries and breasts all in one operation. She is alive today.

My mother's remission ended with a second diagnosis of ovarian cancer. She survived about a year before she succommed in 1998.

Although I knew nothing about BRCA testing, during the above journey, my sister and I were advised that we "might want to remove our uterus, tubes and ovaries," which we did in 1992 and 1993, respectively.

On December 24, 2003, I was diagnosed with breast cancer at age 49. Still not knowing about BRCA testing, I had a lumpectomy and proceeded with chemotherapy. During treatment, I heard about the test and didn't hesitate taking it. Chemo ended, I was directed to a radiologist, and was fortunate enough to find one who explained the difference for recurrance in the general population versus me with my BRCA I mutation. I cancelled radiation, left that office, and started calling plastic surgeons. My breasts were removed one month after chemo ended. My journey wasn't over, though. I encouraged my 2 siblings and all 7 of our adult children to think about testing. They did. The end result is 17 family members are involved, 4 are deceased, 12 have tested, 9 of those are positive, 3 negative, and one breast cancer survivor has not tested.

Joanna's film is fantastic. I can't help but wonder how many women are out there that don't know their family's medical history or don't know it's effect on them. This film makes you think about every aspect of testing, every angle, with all possible reactions for everyone to see. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion about whether to test or not, and whether to do prophylactic surgeries to prevent cancer if you test positive. Having been down the cancer road, my thoughts tend to go in the direction of wishing I had known the test existed, because if I did, I would have removed my breasts before cancer, not after.

Kudos to Joanna, for her strength, her courage, her intelligence and effort not only in her own struggle facing positive testing, but for making such a huge effort in making other people aware. You have no idea how many people you have unknowingly helped.

In my own family, all of the young women who have tested positive intend to do prophylactic surgeries when they are done having children. My daughter, Jennifer, removed her breasts in July 2008 at age 23.

With Joanna's film in hand, I will make every effort to use it as a teaching tool, along with information from FORCE ( to help get the word out. Thank you, Joanna, for your untiring effort on behalf of the BRCA community.

I'm a BRCA2 Previvor

I'm 36 years old. 3 years post BRCA2 diagnosis and now 2 years post prophylactic surgeries (oopharectomy, double radical mastectomy, reconstruction). My mother survived breast cancer in her 40's. Her sister, 20 years younger, also (barely) survived after being diagnosed in her early 40's. Because she was tested we found the familial gene mutation. Both my sister and I were positive and both, on our own, decided to act proactively. I am lucky I married an amazing man. I am lucky I already had 2 amazing girls. And now I feel even luckier that, however difficult it was, I'm a previvor, with great chances of never having to fight to be a survivor.
Having testing, going to dozens of specialists, wading through statistics and then waiting for the procedures were all grueling. Perhaps the hardest part was not being able to talk to anyone who had gone through it as a 34 year old. I'd like to make myself available to anyone who is BRCA1/BRCA2 positive and trying to make informed decisions.

My Previvor Story (a long tale)

I found out at age 36, I was BRCA2+ in one of the first clinical studies done at Fox Chase Cancer Center at the Family Risk Assessment Center. My father, his mother and her mother all had breast cancer. Two of my dad's cousins had ovarian cancer. My uncle found out about the study and we all tested, including my dad's frozen tissue samples. We were only a couple of years' too late to get his mother's samples.

All who tested were found positive. I am the only female tested and the only female in my generation. I received genetic counseling and would highly recommend it for anyone who even may think they are carriers. My risk because of the strong history, dense breast, one miscarriage and being overweight brought my risk to near 95%. At the time, FORCE, Facing Our Risk of Cancer Empowered was just a year away from forming. So I was really on my own.

I opted for surveillance. Twice yearly breast exams (once at the GYN, 2nd time with a breast surgeon) were on the top of my list. Then once a year, CA125 blood test and a transvaginal ultrasound. On that subject, there has to be a better way! Anyway, at age 42, my breast surgeon asked me if I was considering more children. Nope, I was finished and so was my fiance. I had one son and he had 3 boys. So we talked about a bilateral oophorectomy. It was marginally invasive since I could have laproscopy.
Now my risk for ovarian cancer dropped to less than 5% and breast cancer cut to 50%.

At age 46, I felt pains in both breasts. After a checkup with the GYN and the breast surgeon, we discussed seeign an oncologist. She put me on Tamoxifen for the time being while we talked about options. The Tamoxifen had its own side-effects and I was off of HRT so the hot flashes were horrible. I had aches and pains I never expereinced before in my joints and I put on about 25 pounds in about 3 months. I seriously considered the Prophylactic Bilateral Mastectomy.

At this point, FORCE was a huge presence on the Internet. I tried all kinds of breast cacner forums but always felt like a square peg in a round hole. I turned my full attention to FORCE and was welcomed heartily. I researched procedures, hospitals, surgeons and recovery times. I talked in the chat room. I posted on the message board. I discussed it with my family since they will be taking care of me. My biggest push in my mind was that I had just married for the 2nd time and i wanted to grow old with him, not suffer through cancer nad miss our golden days together. So we talked to the breast surgeon and went to the plastic surgeon he recommended.

Fast forward through a lot of bumps in the road. I am finished with my reconstruction except for some tweeks here and there. I am getting to know my foobs (fake boobs). I am learning to live without feeling like I am always looking over my shoulder for cancer to creep in. I know my risk is now lower than the national average and, yes, I can always succomb. But I have tried my best to circumvent what I am predisposed to get. My father was 49 when he started having the first symptoms. I will be 49 the end of 2008 and feel vindicated that I have been proactive.

BRCA - family wide

I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer at the age of 46, my younger sister at 44 (and again at 50), and another younger sister at 42. I was tested and found to have the mutation for BRCA2. Our oldest sister also was tested and found to have the mutation, but she has not had breast cancer to date. Our mother is a survivor of ovarian cancer.

Out of our 12 neices - only 2 have chosen to have the testing, and they both came out as negative - Yahoo!!

So far - all four of us sisters have at lease on breast left each - three of us have had our ovaries removed -
we have MRI's each year and mammograms. Every one of us, including 4 brothers, and 8 nephews are aware of the history and have talked to their physicians about it.

Most of the time, you don't even think about it, until like this last summer when my younger sister was diagnosed with a 2nd breast cancer in the other breast (she has now had one breast removed). Then it slaps you in the face how at risk we all are.

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