3rd Cancer For Young Mom & Accident

Hello! My name is Alyssa, I am 28 years young and the Mom to a beautiful little princess named Gianna. She is such a spunky little burst of energy that keeps me fighting each and every day. A little back story on my family is that cancer has struck us, and struck us pretty hard. It started with my maternal aunt, when she was only a kid. She had chicken pox, that turned into a bad fever, and was then diagnosed with leukemia. She fought until she was almost 10 years old, but she passed away 5 days before her 10th Birthday. Needless to say, I was unable to meet her. My maternal Great aunt was diagnosed with breast cancer and she underwent chemo herself, and surgery, and she is actually still alive to this day! In 1997, my Mom was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. At that time I was only about 6-7 years old. My Mom was a single Mom and I was “her buddy” by her side and I watched all of the effects it took on her. I watched it take her down slowly. Whether it was from experimental medicine she was allergic to and I would run screaming for a doctor because my Mom was blowing up and I knew she needed help, to witnessing her have a seizure and being terrified because I didn’t know what that was. I was young and I didn’t understand it all, but what I knew was that she was sick. Then in May 13, 1999, her body just plain gave out and she passed away. Fast forward to June 2015, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. At that time there has been so much more advancements in medicine they were telling me about a BRCA1/BRCA2 gene mutation. They tested me and I tested positive for BRCA1 which made a lot more sense as to why cancer is hitting my family so hard. So that gave us some answers.
During 2015 - 2016 I underwent the breast cancer treatment and surgeries, and I chose to have my ovaries removed because of my high risk of ovarian cancer, it was more important to me to have them removed rather than having more children. I already have my 1 little girl, and I was just fine with knowing she is my 1 and only. So I thought I dropped my cancer risk and I was good to go and ready to live life to the fullest and enjoy my time with family and friends.
Then let’s fast forward to July 2017, I was sick for almost 2 months straight not getting better. Along with being exhausted all the time even when I would sleep 9+ hours or more. It just didn’t matter how much sleep I got, it was never enough. So I went to the doctor because I knew something wasn’t right and they misdiagnosed me for about 3 days until I went back to my oncologist and I can feel they knew right away. The tests came back positive for Leukemia. From July 19, 2017 to August 19, 2017 I was inpatient in the hospital getting chemo treatments, and being pumped with antibiotics for an infection in my body. 1 of the antibiotics I was allergic to and I got a full body drug rash that itched something awful and formed 20 pounds of fluid on and inside of my lungs. Needless to say I was drowning from the inside out and I could hardly breath. From there I was sent to ICU for a while to drain the fluid. Sure enough the fluid drained and after some time, I could breath again. Following that was 1 week inpatient stays for “maintenance chemo” until November 2017. Then I was told my body was reacting so well that I didn’t need the last 2 chemo’s. So that made me excited.
Now here we are May 2018, and I again felt something wasn’t right in my body. I had a bone marrow biopsy and it tested positive for leukemia again. This time I’m going to undergo a bone marrow transplant. So on May 4, I met with the bone marrow biopsy doctors and they started the process to find me a donor. I was excited because I’m told very good things about transplant. At this time I was staying with my Grandma because I needed her help taking care of my Daughter. Being so tired all the time, I really needed the help.
But around 5pm May 4, 2018 our lives were struck again. Literally this time. We were driving down this street, that is a well traveled side road and on the right side is senior living and Grandma always has this habit of slowing down while passing by there because with her being a senior citizen herself, she is just cautious of that area. Not realizing that to her left is the steep hill that meets the road we were on with a stop sign at the bottom of the hill. There was a girl on a pedal bike going down the hill and in the split second I seen her, she did not look to of stopped, and she hit our SUV HARD. Smashed the front window, the entire front smashed, and the bike was in pieces. It all happened so fast and even though we swerved, we still hit and our SUV was done for. I was in the backseat and I ended up in the middle of the front seats with my glasses broken, I was bleeding and I thought I broke my arm because I couldn’t feel it at first. My first instinct was to get out of the car. It was smoking and I tried calling 911 but my body was partially paralyzed but I made sure my Daughter got out of the car (she was in the back with me) and I got a hold of 911 the best I could. I told them we were in an accident and I finally got out of the car and realized the girl on the bike was under our car. I was so scared but I could hear her talking and I got a huge sigh of relief because that meant she was alive. I couldn’t see anything because my glasses broke, but I could hear. I tried keeping my grandma and Daughter as calm as possible but this was such a disaster. Needless to say, we all went to the hospital and we all ended up being okay. All thanks to the grace of God. I ended up going inpatient on May 5, 2018 because I started to spike a fever, and I’ve been here ever since. While being here I have underwent more chemo, spiked another fever but the nurses here are taking good care of me. As of today May 25, they aren’t sure if the leukemia cells are fully gone and I may have to undergo more chemo and that means my hospital stay is a bit longer. Now this has been a huge financial burden on my Grandma, but that doesn’t stop her from helping to take care of my Daughter and coming to see me and do my laundry whenever or anything else I may need.
I learned about how many cancer causing chemicals are in every day cleaning supplies so I started to make my own, and even started to sell them. Once I am out of the hospital, I would like to get back into making the cleaners such as laundry soap and fabric softener. I was also making glass cleaner, all purpose cleaner and a heavy duty all purpose cleaner. I was also making homemade dog food. I’d like to make those things again to try and lift the financial burden from my grandma.

Thank you so much for reading my story.