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Lorraine Hirsch
I’ve survived breast cancer twice so far. I was first diagnosed in 1996 at the age of 32,
thanks to my gynecologist who felt something suspicious at my annual exam. Although
it was 14 years ago, I still vividly remember Dr. Schnaper telling me the results from the
biopsy. I subsequently had a lumpectomy, followed by a ski trip to Utah, chemotherapy,
radiation, and five years of tamoxifen.
In 2009 I was diagnosed again on the same side, thanks to an unknown radiologist who
saw something abnormal on my mammogram. After a stereotactic biopsy in March
(now that’s a memorable experience), it was time to call Dr. Schnaper again. I went
on a previously scheduled scuba diving vacation to Mexico in April, had a double
mastectomy with immediate reconstruction in May, traveled to a wedding in June, went
camping in July, had my ovaries removed in August (I am BRCA2 positive), and had
final reconstruction surgery in October. Although I like to keep busy, I could have done
without the three surgeries during the year.
Throughout these adventures, I continued to work full time as a controller for a nonprofit
organization, had the support of my family and friends, and managed to squeeze in
several ski trips. I was fortunate to have access to an excellent team of doctors and am
grateful for their expertise and care. I am especially grateful for the support of my most
awesome husband, Jon, who made me laugh when I needed to laugh, held me when I
needed to be held, and left me alone when I needed to be alone.
When I trip and fall on the runway this evening, I will simply laugh it off. I have
perspective. I’ve had breast cancer.
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