I was on my honeymoon on a beach in Santorini Greece, applying sunscreen to my face. I felt a lump on my jaw, as I moved downward on my neck, I felt more lumps that felt like frozen peas under my skin.
I returned home to a dismal diagnosis of stage IV melanoma and given six months to live. That was nearly 17 years ago.
I am also an outspoken advocate for dangers of excessive sun exposure and tanning beds.
With a diagnosis of stage IV melanoma, hope can be pretty hard to come by. Today, after 22 weeks in the hospital doing IL2, fifteen operations, one of which removed and reconstructed the lower part of my face due to a tumor, and having it return seven times, I am now healthy.
I am also an outspoken advocate for dangers of excessive sun exposure and tanning beds. I am also an outspoken beacon of hope for a patient population who desperately needs to know there is hope. I have been healthy now for nearly ten years. And since I know how blessed I am, it is my sincere desire to help others.