I am writing to tell you about my experience with melanoma and to share the important role that IMPACT Melanoma has played in my life.
Many stage 4 melanoma patients are seeing all their tumors disappear in a new treatment being pioneered at the U.S.
First diagnosed March 2001. Rear upper left leg. Started treatment (surgery) at Mass General, followed by several other surgeries, lymph node involvement, etc.
I was diagnosed in December, 2005, with Lymphoscintigraphy. I had 4 surgeries, vaccine trial and a donation of 100 gallons of blood (seems that way anyway!).
My name is Brandy I was diagnosed with stage 3b at the age of 19, scared I was to death. Without treatment, my survival rate was 6 to 10 months and with treatment 5 to 10 years.
I was the light skinned, freckly girl, growing up in a family of Irish Italians. I would always burn before I eventually got my “tan.” I grew up in the small town of Waterbury, VT.
I was 22, I had just graduated college and was about to start my “dream” job at the world’s top accounting firm.
At 61 years old I am blessed to be a Mother, a Grandmother, have a Twin Sister and a Brother, Nieces and Nephews. Life is indeed good. I sit here today contemplating the need to tell a story.
Being an avid tanner as a 20-something (along with quite a few sunburns as a kid) landed me the diagnosis of Stage 3C metastatic melanoma right before my 30th birthday in 2012.
My melanoma story began with my nightly routine of applying moisturizer to my face with fingers on each side, noticing a small lump past my right cheek very close to my right ear.
My name is Karen Irons I am 46, live with my husband Stephen and have 3 kids. I live in Rhode Island on the water. We have a boat and spend countless hours living outside. Yes in the sun.
It was winter break of my junior year at Fairfield University in December of 2003. In a month, I would be leaving for a semester abroad in Australia. Life was good.
If someone had told me 13 months ago that I was about to become a cancer patient and eventually a cancer survivor I would have told them that they were crazy.
I am 45 years old and consider myself a regular, middle-class, hard-working, blue-collar shirt kind of guy. I am married and have three great teenagers: Kara, Rachel, and Brendan.
I am a melanoma survivor. I was first diagnosed with melanoma at age 28. A few years later I had a devastating recurrence, but this time was 20 weeks pregnant.
ERIN ALYCE SHANNON
As a 19 year old in the summer of 2012 before my sophomore year of college, my biggest concern was if I had saved up enough money working as a camp counselor during the summer to survive the first
I had just turned 25 when I was diagnosed with melanoma, although I probably had it a few years prior. I was always one to indulge in the sun, but never more than ordinary.
My cancer scare changed my life. I’m grateful for every new, healthy day I have.
I had a freckle on my arm for years, as long as I could remember it was there. Throughout my 20’s I enjoy the beach, sports and outdoor activity.
My name is Sandy, I’ve been married since 1979, I have 2 daughters and 3 grandsons. I’m 54 years old and a first grade teacher. I had melanoma on my leg in 1997.
When I tell people that I was diagnosed with melanoma and the surgeries that I have had, they just look at me shaking their heads, saying “but you are so young”.
When I tell people I had cancer most automatically react with “but you’re so young!” or “what a terrible thing to go through so early in life.” The “being young” part may be true, and it was an exp
My name is Kelli Pedroia. Yes, my last name may sound familiar to you.
I was diagnosed with stage 2 melanoma in January of 2003. I had a small, asymmetrical mole removed from the front of my shin in December. I was shocked and frightened when I got the news that it wa