A survivor’s tale: How a 28-year-old mother beat cancer, one day at a time, toddler in tow
Jennifer Acee Robinson during her battle with cancer. Photo by Shalla Melton by Jennifer Acee Robinson (Editor’s note: Jennifer Acee Robinson, a Redondo Beach resident, battled breast cancer while raising a little boy and, improbably, became pregnant with her second child while still undergoing radiation treatment. The following are her day-to-day recollections of this experience, which was also chronicled in her blog, Lovely, With a Side of Terrible) I am 28 years old. I have breast cancer. I am two weeks into my first round of chemotherapy and the ominous day in which my scalp begins to tingle and dislodge strands has just arrived. Running my hands across my brown curls, which I suddenly have developed a deep affection for, I come away with an unnatural mound stuck between my fingers. It’s happening. I’m losing my hair. Immediately after the astonishing blow of my recent diagnosis, I began treatment. I also began my transformation into the dark world of medical appointments, tests, procedures, and bills unceasing – the world of the sick. I am a long way out from fully processing the trauma of this diagnosis, treatment, and pervasive side effects. Today, I am simply putting one…
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