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My Experience with Breast Cancer
By Rose A. Vancura

Ten years ago on Easter Sunday, it was raining hard while I was loading the car with goodies for brunch at the Country Church in Witting. I turned to open the door and found myself falling and hitting my head against a pole. My granddaughter was with me, and she called 911. They came and took me to Hallettsville. From there I went to Citizens Medical Center in Victoria as my thigh bone was broken. 
While in the hospital recovering, I was ready to go home on a Sunday morning, and I reached back to answer the phone. What a pain shot through my arm. I felt around and discovered an “egg” was on my right breast. The nurse called to see if a doctor could come check it. There was a surgeon in surgery, and when he came in to see me, he said it was bad. I called my office on Monday to let them know I would have to find out what had to be done. 
With my track record, through the years I was near death many times. With my faith in the Lord, and friends and family by my side, I knew this would be no different. This nice surgeon’s office called me Monday and set everything up. I had my surgery and then needed chemo and radiation. I asked the doctor, “Am I going to lose my red hair?” “I’m afraid so,” was his reply. Sure enough, first treatment and my hair was gone. You know that was okay because my hair came back as white fuzz. Now I am 84 years old and still making those enchiladas. 
Bless all who have cancer and are still going through this.
Rose “Rosie” Vancura, Shiner

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Rose Vancura, Project Pink, during treatment (wearing wig) and after

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My Experience with Breast Cancer By Rose A. Vancura Ten years ago on Easter Sunday, it was raining hard while I was loading the car with goodies for brunch at the Country Church in Witting. I turned to open the door and found myself falling and hitting my head against a pole. My granddaughter was with me, and she called 911. They came and took me to Hallettsville. From there I went to Citizens Medical Center in Victoria as my thigh bone was broken. While in the hospital recovering, I was ready to go home on a Sunday morning, and I reached back to answer the phone. What a pain shot through my arm. I felt around and discovered an “egg” was on my right breast. The nurse called to see if a doctor could come check it. There was a surgeon in surgery, and when he came in to see me, he said it was bad. I called my office on Monday to let them know I would have to find out what had to be done. With my track record, through the years I was near death many times. With my faith in the Lord, and friends and family by my side, I knew this would be no different. This nice surgeon’s office called me Monday and set everything up. I had my surgery and then needed chemo and radiation. I asked the doctor, “Am I going to lose my red hair?” “I’m afraid so,” was his reply. Sure enough, first treatment and my hair was gone. You know that was okay because my hair came back as white fuzz. Now I am 84 years old and still making those enchiladas. Bless all who have cancer and are still going through this. Rose “Rosie” Vancura, Shiner

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