Claudia Eastmond’s Story
When you hear the words “You have cancer” you believe your world as you know it is over. That is how I felt in March of 1988. I was 32 and had 3 young boys, 12…10 and 7. I was not going to live to see them graduate from High School. How could this be happening??? After surgery I needed 6 months of chemotherapy, that took so much of my strength along with a lot of my hair but I did it and it was over… YAH!!!
Four years later… a recurrence, this time 30 treatments of radiation. OK I can do this… and I did, this was 1992.
I asked my oncologist to send me to a cancer center to find out why I am now a stage 4 cancer patient… he sent me to Memorial Sloan Kettering in NYC. I was going to have a bone marrow harvest and transplant done, however, after a few months they told me they were sorry there was nothing more they could do for me and to go home and get my affairs in order… I didn’t hear anything after that…. Just when I thought things were going well, they hit me again.
My oncologist at home did more chemo. I started to feel like maybe I wasn’t going to die. God was with me and knew my family needed me to be here. I got stronger and stronger and life went on.
In 2002, I had a back ache that just wouldn’t go away. More scans and a biopsy later reveal I have bone metastasis. OK I can handle this… the boys have all graduated from high school. We have our first grandchild a GIRL!, four years old.
My faith is strong. Thank you God!
Now it’s time for my routine mammography and there is something there. Yes a new breast cancer, Happy 50th Birthday to me. So I ended 2005 with another surgery and more chemo. God and my family are is still with me. I will survive this.
This brings me to 2012 and a routine bone scan shows a spot in my hip. After a biopsy I have cancer again. Five high dose radiation treatments and I am doing great. This is my 5th cancer diagnosis since 1988. I was supposed to die in 1993. There is always hope as long as you have faith and put your life in God’s hands. Whatever happens to me from now on I know I have had a wonderful life with my family and friends.
Life is good… I have danced with my sons on their wedding days, and have more grandchildren.
The PINK HEALS organization has touch so many lives. I am proud to have our truck named for me. I hope I can inspire those going through any difficulty to just have faith, hope and know that people are there for you. Family and God are what kept me strong. I pray it will keep you too.
Breast cancer survivor… 1988, 1992, 2005
Bone cancer survivor… 2002, 2012