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We are not alone in this fight, which is a good thing, and a bad thing. I learned many things during this time, but the biggest thing I have learned, CHEMO is do-able. On this page I want to salute our fellow warriors, whether they won the fight or not. Our fellow soldiers that we lost were the trail blazers for us, to get better quality care.


The first person I want to profile is Marilyn Robinson. She took her diagnosis of breast cancer and turned it in to good. She took the positive road, and now is helping others in their fight.
Marilyn's Story
A cancer survivor, Marilyn has made it her mission since 1993 to educate chemotherapy patients and patients with cranial surgery about maintaining their feminine appearance during and after treatment.

A career woman with a thriving business, she was devastated at the prospect of losing her professional image along with her hair. Not satisfied with the utilitarian headwear then available, she traveled to the world's fashion centers such as Paris, Greece, Turkey, Israel, Los Angeles, New York, and Dallas to locate stylish alternatives. The result is Headwear etc.

Her husband, Sonny, was in cancer treatment at the same time as Marilyn. One evening the couple were watching a scarf-tying video. Marilyn's mother, a former milliner, and Marilyn tried unsuccessfully to follow the directions. Her husband laughed for the first time in days at their Carmen Miranda antics. A friend skilled in tying ethnic headwear later taught them to tie intricate scarf knots.

When Marilyn went for treatment after that, patients invariably pleaded with her to show them how she attained the look of hair with a simple cotton headpiece and how she tied fabric into classy knots and bows. She graciously complied. The individual consultations became too numerous to handle, and she began regular demonstrations at M.D. Anderson Cancer Center in Houston. She recognized the great need for glamorous solutions to hair loss as patients often questioned her about the wig or headwrap she wore to the demonstrations. Inundated with requests for help, she opened her shop in Houston's Medical Center to accommodate the great demand. Today she continues her mission of bringing fashionable, affordable headwear to women everywhere through her
online boutique.

A volunteer at M.D. Anderson Cancer Center and a headwear consultant at other cancer centers in the U.S., Marilyn has donated numerous children's hats and other high-fashion headwear for cancer patients.



The second person I would like to salute is my mother. She was diagnosed with Stage 4 Breast Cancer in November of 1983. The doctors only gave her a year to two and a half years to live. SHE LIVED 6 YEARS!!! I miss my mom. She never got to see any of her grandchildren. Because of her, I was aware of my own breast health. I started getting mammograms at 30. What I learned at the age of 37, since my mom was diagnosed at age 45, my sisters and I were supposed to get mammograms annually since age 35. Doctors are now going back 10 years from the age of the youngest family member with breast cancer. So, I guess my nieces have to start at age 30. What a way to turn 30! My mother never got a mammogram until she was diagnosed. I don't know if she ever found a lump, but she had discharge from her breast that was there for at least 6 weeks. My mom got what we thought was the flu. She finally went to the doctor when she was having trouble breathing. Her lungs had collapsed. The cancer was in her chestlining. She survived longer than her original prognosis. She died October 6.1989. The bitter irony, that she died during National Breast Cancer month.
I will never forget a few days before she died. She had been in a coma for 4 days, and the doctors felt she wouldn't wake up. One doctor thought she might. BY THE GRACE OF GOD, I knew she was going to wake up. She did, and the first thing she told me,"You believed mind over words." I didn't understand at first, and then I thought about it. (While she was in the coma, I would talk to her, as I normally would. I talked to her about everyday stuff, about my new job at Hair Club For Men, "Jeopardy" and "People's Court" was on,etc. Even when the interns would talk to my dad and me, about DNR,(Do Not Resuscitate), I would argue with them, saying that they didn't know my mother, that she was going to wake up.)  I said to her,"You heard me!" She smiled and said again,"You believed mind over words." Anyway, a few days later, she tried to push herself out of bed, and had pulled out her tubes. She said,"I have got to get home, and raise my children."
Her mother had died of breast cancer  before I was born. I was due at Christmas,but I was born a couple of weeks early. Exactly 1 month to the hour,that my grandmother had died. My mother used to tell me, that she saw me as sort of a gift of replacement for her mother. I understand that now. Eventhough, my son was already here,when I was diagnosed,he (and my husband) gave me something to hold on to and fight for.


This one is my favorite. I want to make a T-shirt with it. Click here to get your copy

I hope this list has helped. Just thought I would pass on what I'd learned.I welcome any suggestion that you might have. Tips that got you through.I will expand the pages as we go along. I am also starting a news letter,that I would  like to distribute through email,and to cancer clinics. Please contact me at any suggestion and advice
 By the GRACE OF GOD I am a Surivor. Let us help one another. .