I moved back to Broward County in 2002. At that time I was getting divorced and moving into a condo by the ocean with my two sons.
During the spring of 2003 I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I worked and took care of my kids throughout the chemo and radiation. When all was said and done, it was the end of February 2004.
In September 2004, I was diagnosed with a brain tumor. My cancer had spread. Not good, but with plenty of support, I marched on through the surgery and whole-brain radiation.
In December 2005, I was diagnosed with a second brain tumor. During the surgery, the doctor found that one section of my brain was riddled with cancer, so she removed that section. This left me with a condition called Homonymous Hemianopsia. Fifty percent of my visual field is gone. I am now legally blind.
At the beginning of December, before the diagnosis, my oldest son (fifteen years old) received his driving permit. I hadn’t had time to teach him to drive before the holidays. I was teaching; he was playing on the school basketball team, etc. I had the surgery during the first week of January 2006 and was devastated about my loss of sight. I didn’t know how I would be able to get to school to teach and earn a living. My brother suggested signing my son up for driving lessons, which I immediately did. So, before my sick leave was up, I had my son driving his brother and me around. He eventually got his license and things were okay until he left for college.
At that point, my youngest son and I became Condemned to Broward County Transit.
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