This is my breastie!
https://www.facebook.com/nieca.moore/videos/6463578610408033 She has waited to ‘come out’ and tell everyone her story until today. Durning my first oncology appointment Nieca was across cross from me in the blood draw lab. I could see the tears in her eyes as they were about to take her blood. She was thinking of her children and got overwhelmed. I thought she was scared of the blood draw. So I struck up a conversation to distract her. She told me she wasn’t scared of the blood work. This was also her first appointment and it was a lot to take in. We both started talking about how we have young children and that this was the scariest part of this journey. After my blood draw was done, I was nervous about looking like a weirdo. But I didn’t care. I handed Nieca my business card. I said: “Call me. We can go through this together.” We hugged and have been talking almost every day since August 7th. God put us in that room in the same day at the same time. We just clicked. We laugh. We cry. We pray together. We will always have this bond forever. Even the nurses know when we walk into the infusion room on chemo day. They call us “the crew” we are always trying to smile and laugh and talk to others in there. Making the worst of the situation into a brighter day. Until the poison takes control of our bodies the next few days. Since Covid, Family can no longer be with you during treatment. So we made each-other family at Gwinnett Medical Center. We have the same excellent surgeon and oncologist. It’s amazing how everything matched up. However, We do not share the same diagnosis type. So we are also learning more about the types through each-other around us. This way we can help advocate in the future. I thank God every night for bringing Nieca Miller into my life- at the worst time in my life. Love you breastie - we tell the nurses we are sisters too!
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