Disclaimer: its not so haute. But, as all of us strong #hautemamas do, you take life’s challenges and allow them to make you stronger. I’ve actually been debating back and forth whether or not to share about all of this publicly. I’m not usually one to shy away from sharing my life…the good, the bad, and the crazy….but this is a highly personal topic. It has taken some time for me to even wrap my head around it myself. It’s something that I literally knew nothing about though, like didn’t even know it existed, until several months back…and I’m hoping that sharing my experiences over the coming months might somehow help someone out there look a little deeper into their family history and be able to make some wise choices about the future.
Last Fall, my aunt was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Completely out of the blue and with little-to-no symptoms, we were all pretty shocked by this diagnosis. During the next few months of doctors looking into our family history, it was determined that it would be a good idea for close relatives to have some genetic testing done. Apparently, there are several genes (genetic mutations, to be exact) that can lead to a very elevated risk of developing certain types of cancers. These genes end up running down the family tree, and the children of someone with the genetic mutation run a 50% risk of also having the gene. Pretty scary odds, especially to someone like me, who was learning all of this for the first time and never realized there was even much of a family history with cancer.

According to the National Cancer Institute, the risk increase with the mutated brca gene(s) as compared to the average population.
My mom was the next one to find out she also had this gene, brca1. This meant that I would have a 50/50 chance of having it too. After a discussion with my doctor, it was quickly determined that I should go ahead and have the testing done as well…after all, knowledge is power. The test itself is quite easy, just a simple blood draw. It takes about a month to get the results, and during that time, I didn’t really feel super worried about it…I had easily convinced myself that I was just going to be in the 50% that didn’t have to worry about it at all. So, when my doctor called one random day about a month later to let me know that I do indeed also have the brca1 gene, to say I was surprised would be an understatement. If knowledge is power, then sometimes ignorance is bliss.
After several chats with my doctor, a blur of plans and appointments were made: breast and ovary screenings, meetings with genetic counselors, and discussions with surgeons for preventive procedures. That was the point where my emotions and anxiety finally overwhelmed me. All of this new information had to be processed so quickly…and though my doctors have truly been so helpful and supportive, at times it felt like I was suddenly at imminent risk. The doctors handle this gene with as much concern as they should…after all, a quick Google search of brca1 will leave you with daunting information about just how incredibly high the risks are with this gene compared to the average population. So naturally, it took some time to wrap my head around the fact that I wasn’t suddenly “sick” and in fact, am no less “healthy” than the day before I found out I had the gene….or any other part of my life for that matter, since it was a gene I was born with. After a 3D mammogram, a breast MRI, and ultrasounds of pretty much all of my lady parts (its been a fun couple of months, let me tell ya! ugh), I was able to rest a little easier knowing that I’m healthy right now. I’m able to fully focus on prevention at this point, and that in itself isn’t exactly a breeze.

This verse has been in my office for several years, as a reminder to trust God’s plans for my life. It has become even more applicable in these past few months. “For I know the plans I have for you…says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” Jer. 29:11
I have made the decision that I am approaching all of this with a positive mindset and a grateful heart. I’ll be totally transparent…there have already been many days where I’ve failed at this, and allowed fears and “life’s not fair” thoughts to creep in. I have to check my attitude and remember that things like facing preventive surgeries in the months/years ahead isn’t anything compared to the “life’s not fair” that my aunt has had to deal with in actually having the cancer. She has handled it with such grace, and with reminders to all of us females on her side of the family that hopefully her experiences will allow each of us to tackle this risk before it has a chance to become anything more than a risk. I am grateful that God has allowed us to have this knowledge (though some days feel like blissfully ignorant would be the easier option) because now I have the ability to act. I will take every opportunity to eliminate risk. For me, this means I will be choosing to have a bilateral mastectomy sometime this year and to have my ovaries and fallopian tubes removed sometime within the next year or two. There are definitely people who view this as jumping to extremes, but after discussions with my husband and my doctors, I know this is the right choice for me. I have faith that God is the one who holds my future in His hands, and I also believe that He provides us with information and opportunities to take action when necessary. I’ll be taking action, and I’ll be sharing my journey with you as I go. After all, I’ve got these two cuties to love on till I’m 110 or so 😉

My loves!