Ding-ding-ding! The gloves are coming off...I'm layin' dat bitch out!
THE DEVIL made itself "fair game" after posting this little bit of nastiness to the American Cancer Society's Relay for Life website:
Hello Friends & Family,
For those of you who have not heard my story. On June 9, 1995, at the age of 31, I was diagnosed with breast cancer [at my husband's insistence that she see her doctor because of chronic breast pain]. I had been married only 8 months [9/11/94], we were in escrow on our 1st home. The doctor's [sic] told me my left breast needed to be removed. Due to a strong family history of breast cancer [it's father’s sisters], I chose a prophylactic [removal of as much of the at-risk tissue possible] double- bi-lateral mastectomy, with a 1% chance of ever having the disease again.
Seven years later, a mother of a 3 year old & 7 months pregnant, I developed a lump on my right breast, the very breast I chose [elected] to have removed. I was 37 years old when I was given my 2nd cancer diagnosis [a different cancer from the first diagnosis, which was likely brought on by increased estrogen levels due to pregnancy]. I was told my right breast would need to be removed, again. It was at this time I made the decision to remove both breasts, for the second time, to help increase my chance of survival.
I had my second bi-lateral mastectomy in September 2001, just days before 9[/]11, my wedding avnniversary [sic]. I had chemotherapy immediately following. During my chemo treatments I became ill with strep throat and I ended up in Intensive Care for over a week, nearly costing my life. When I recovered, we celebrated my daughter's 4th B-Day which had been postponed. Approximately a month later [3/02] I was given the option to have genetic testing to determine if I had a genetic disposition to the disease. Through this testing we discovered that I have the [altered] Brac 2 [breast cancer 2] cancer gene and was given the choice to have a [preventive] prophylactic hysterectomy-[salpingo-]oophorectomy [removal of healthy fallopian tubes and ovaries] to decrease chances of reoccurance [sic], so I chose surgery again. There were complications after surgery which kept me in the hospital, over a week [8/30 to ~9/6/02] and in the midst of all this, my husband served me with divorce papers...”
I went without breasts for over a year and have since had [a second] reconstruction. In August [it was March, what an idiot!] it will be 8 years since my 2nd diagnosis. I am healthy, happy and am living a miracle.....LIFE ...
I am now happily engaged, to a man I have known over 30 years [and who it dated for at least 5 MONTHS before he walked out on his 4-year-old son and his current wife...to whom he is STILL legally married!]. His name is CB and he loves & accepts me the [evil] way I am. ...
Victoriously,
THE DEVIL
(NOTE: Despite repeated written requests to the American Cancer Society's site administrator, THE DEVIL's blatant lie remains on posted to her web page. Nice.)
Knock, knock, knock:
"Hello...REALITY KNOCKING!"
THE DEVIL secretly met with a divorce attorney in 7/01 (4 months after its second cancer diagnosis). It didn't file at that time because it knew it would need my husband (I'll call him "D") to take care of it during it's treatment and recovery.
More than a year later, on 8/28/02, THE DEVIL and D both agreed to divorce.
It went ahead with its scheduled elective surgery on 8/30, and ended up hospitalized due to postoperative complications (venomous blood, you know?). But its note to D [a] completely contradicts its later account to Dr. K (and everyone else) about D's bad behavior during that time, as it "ratted" him our during the child custody evaluation that it insisted on.
And then on 10/2, THE DEVIL pretty much “sealed the deal” on their divorce by calling the police and insisting D would need a court order to ever take “its” kids anywhere when he tried to take them to the park. [b]
Regardless, THE DEVIL was in excellent health on 10/26 when, 2 months post-surgery, IT filed a Petition for Legal Separation citing irreconcilable differences (the irremediable [beyond repair] breakdown of the marriage) and on 11/2 when IT served D with the papers. [c]
.....a THE DEVIL's 9/02 handwritten note to D: “Honey: Thank you for staying with me while I was in the hospital. Thanks for the flowers and just being there and helping. Love You, Devil”
.....b Crime Report, Case # D02-9831, 10/2/02: “(IL)THE DEVIL became angry when I asked why (V)D could not take the children with him and it told me if he wanted the kids that [he] should get a court order.”
.....c THE DEVIL'S 11/2/02 letter to D: “I need to let you know that I was advised by my attorney to file a legal separation.”
So in what alternate universe were they living when “in the midst of all this” D “served [it] with divorce papers”? This shit just never ends, you know?!
Curious about THE DEVIL's identity? Follow this link to its Relay for Life website: http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RFLFY09CA?pg=personal&fr_id=13839&fr_id=13839&px=3400718.
Why not just reveal THE DEVIL's name here on my blog, for all to see? I don't want to risk that bitch (or one of its minions) stumbling across this site...it's vain enough to Google itself.
Let's just keep this between us, shall we?
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