Bevylyn Lee

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A Walking Miracle

THIS BOOK IS A STORY ABOUT A WOMAN, PATRICIA JOHNSON,  WHO WAS DIAGNOSED WITH STAGE FOUR BREAST CANCER. THE CANCER WAS FOUND IN HER LEFT BREAST, HER HIP, SPINE, AND HER LYMPH NODES. SHE HAD NO PAIN, NO SICKNESS, NO CHEMOTHERAPY AND NO RADIATION, AND SHE IS CANCER FREE TODAY! THIS BOOK TELLS HER MIRACULOUS STORY OF FAITH, STRENGTH, PERSEVERANCE, AND TENACITY.

What this book will do for you:

  • Inspire you to find the power and strength that resides on the inside of you ​
  • Encourage you to persevere in spite of what challenges you face in life
  • Uplift you to believing that you can do all things through Christ who gives you strength 
  • Strengthen your faith in God, who is the Master Physician who has never lost a patient
  • Propel you to embrace your tenacity and walk in the faith, power and conviction that you are more than a conqueror 

Gisela Cárdenas

Hi my name is Bevylyn Lee and I am 60 years old.  I’d like to tell you about my journey with cancer.  My journey started in February 2015.  One day while showering I noticed a big lump. I was scheduled to see the doctor and informed her of the big lump I found.  The doctor immediately scheduled me for a mammogram. Well, the results came back positive…stage 3. I became very afraid and the tears started flowing.  I then said to myself God is in control and I stopped crying.  I began to think about my survival. 

During our last week in Italt together, my sister became worse. Hearing the advice of doctors we consulted, my mother flew my sister back to our home country, Ecuador. Unfortunately , I was forced to leave their side and go back to Miami to register my children for school. The very next day, while playing with my precious daughter, I inadvertenly felt a tiny grain on my breast. Thinking it was sand, I paid it no mind at the time. Another day later, my mother called me to let me know that my sister's health was deteriorating, and that I needed to get to Ecuador ASAP. 


Unbeknownst to us all, my health was deteriorating as well. 



My name is Katrina Baskins, and I am a cancer survivor.  It all began when I visited my gynecologist in 2008 for a routine check-up.  He felt a lump during the exam and advised me to go for a follow-up.  I did not go immediately and waited 6 months as I   Brushed the urgency to the side.  When I finally followed up I was diagnosed with stage 2 breast cancer.  Early detection is extremely important and I wished I had gone sooner but nevertheless, I followed the Doctors orders and went through an ordeal of treatment and recovery for 6 months. 

God is BIGGER than Cancer Foundation, inc.

LILLYMAE BENJAMIN 

Janet D. Hall

WE MADE IT: Survivor Stories

Patricia Johnson

 The fact that you are a woman, you face a  high risk of developing breast cancer, this risk is even higher for being a black woman.  In the summer of  June 2015, while taking a shower I decided to do the regular monthly routine of breast examination – feeling for lump(s) or any form of disorder.  Although I did not expect anything out of the ordinary since I had no prior family history of breast cancer, I went ahead and started the process of breast examination.  As I moved my fingers around towards the left side of my left breast, I felt a small mass.  I was a bit taken aback, but I kept calm and decided to make an appointment the very next day to see my doctor.

KATRINA BASKINS

Discovery and Diagnosis


One Tueday evening in  February of 2014 like any other in Miami Florida. Hot and sticky, I showered dry myself and  began my normal Self examination of my breast. A routine I have been doing for over thirty years after a close friend died from breast cancer.  As usual, I allowed my hand to move diliberately and slowly over my breast with confidence as I felt assured that the result would be the same. Nothing New would be discovered.  Imagine my shock when my hand passed over a obvious mass in my right breast. The mass felt like pieces of rocks. My hand froze over the mass and I began to break out in a sweat, not a sweat from the Miami heat, but the cold sweat of fear. Thus, I began the longest night of my life. I had to wait until morning comes, before I could call my doctor, or anyone else for the matter. In the meantime sleep would not come. I prayed and cried throughout the night Finding hope and faith from my strong belief in God.



 

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