Before the mastectomy, chronic seroma, radiation, hormonal therapy, and all its side effects, I used to sleep like a baby.
Today, if I get more than three hours of sleep in a night, I see it as a miracle. Fatigue has become my constant companion, and the brain fog that follows me through each day feels like a veil I can never lift.
Accepting the truth has been difficult. I used to believe that responsible compliance—trusting experts, following their advice, and trusting the medical system—was the right approach, but it ended up costing me my health and making my life a nightmare!