I feel good. I am on the mend after of a year of chemicals being poured throughout my body. I am on the mend. My sense of humor is coming back. I am no longer sleeping for hours upon hours. I can digest fresh fruit and vegetables. I am on the mend!

While on the mend I am scared and intimidated by stories. People die of breast cancer every day. It creeps into their system unknown to the body owner. Guess that's why it's called cancer. It is sneaky and wicked in its ways. Elizabeth Edwards losing the fight. I know she has great doctors and insurance - yet she is losing the battle.

A cure must be found.

Keep Pink Tough and Expect Great Things