Back in June, my dear friend Bridgette was diagnosed with breast cancer. I started getting to know Bridgette last year when her son and Aubrey were in the same Pre-K class. I actually remember the first time I saw Bridgette, which was probably a year before that. She was pregnant with her 3rd boy, and I remember thinking she was the best looking pregnant woman I had ever seen!
Fast forward to June. We were swimming in her pool one day when she said she had found a lump and was going to get it checked that very afternoon. We all talked about how it was probably nothing. I don't think I ever thought for one second it would be anything. I left a day or two later for our summer trip to Santa Fe.
I distinctly remember one morning thinking that I should check in with her and see how her appointment went. That very day, my friend Emily texted me and said to please call her ASAP. I had this feeling it was about Bridgette, and it was. The lump was cancer. I was shocked. I didn't know what to think or to say, but I knew I needed to call Bridgette right then. Although Bridgette and I had definitely grown closer and I was so happy to call her my friend, I still felt a little uneasy about calling. Would I be bothering her? What if she didn't want to talk about it? What in the world would I say? I have had similar feelings in the past when dealing with shocking news about a friend, specifically when my college roommate's 3 yr old son died. I regret to this day that I didn't call her right away. I waited a very long time to contact her because of my own fears and insecurities, and then I just felt like a terrible friend for waiting so long. What I know now is that it is far better to reach out. No harm can come from that. If the person isn't ready or able to talk, it's no big deal. But they will know that you care and will know they can count on you for support.
Anyway, I called Bridgette and from that short conversation, I knew more about Bridgette than I had learned in the past year. I had no idea how strong and brave she was. She was out for a walk, not changing her routine just because she was now a cancer patient. She knew the importance of taking care of herself. She was of course shocked, and hadn't had time to fully process all that would happen, but she was not sad. I'm sure she has cried a lot out along the way, but she was and is upbeat, she was and is positive, she was and is not going to let this cancer beat her. She is very competitive, you know.
Right about the same time she was diagnosed, my back took another turn for the worse. Here Bridgette is dealing with cancer, and she always asked how I was doing, and with genuine concern. E-v-e-r-y time I saw her. In many ways, cancer has changed her life, and yet, I somehow feel like nothing has changed. She is still strong, positive, and an incredible friend!!!! She inspires me so much and I could stand to learn a lot from her strength of character.
In the last 6 months, Bridgette has had a double mastectomy and reconstruction, 10 weeks straight of chemo, another surgery to remove her implants because her skin wasn't healing properly, and another 4 chemo treatments spaced 2 weeks apart. This last Tuesday was her last chemo treatment, just in time to feel yucky for Christmas. But she would never let us see that side of things. She has continued to exercise, take care of her family, and stay close with her friends. She is simply amazing.