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I have learned that some of our most painful moments are actually opportunities for learning about what we love most in life. After being diagnosed with mesothelioma cancer, I learned that my pain was a revelation of my strength and undying love for my husband and newborn daughter Lily.
My daughter was born on August 4th, 2005. The delivery became complicated when it was discovered that I had to have an emergency C-section. I will forever be grateful by the "village" that visited me while in the hospital. All of the loved ones in my family and network of friends came to support me through the painful process. They were so supportive during the delivery. I returned to my full-time job in just a month after my delivery. I was ready to get back to work, until I began feeling tired and lethargic throughout my work days.
I could not imagine what was wrong with me. I thought that maybe my feelings were just normal for new mothers. Just when I thought that the worst was over after a complicated C-section, I found out that I had malignant pleural mesothelioma. I felt so shocked, saddened and disappointed by this news. I was a young mother and unsure of what the future would hold for me and my husband. I felt lost and confused. Why was this happening to me? This diagnosis came only 3 1/2 months after Lily was born. I still remember receiving this horrible news from the doctor on November 21, 2005.