One More Year

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I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2014. For four years, I had to use a nursing pad so blood won't stain my bra and clothes. My nipple was bleeding. I had all the tests but no doctors were successful enough to find where the bleeding was coming from. In four years time, I was a patient who did not know what tomorrow may bring. I continued living, of course. It was nothing to me. I got use to wearing a pad in my bra. I go to bed wearing a bra and I hated every minute of it. No doctors were able to give me the answers why my nipple was bleeding. I cannot have a surgery until they know what was going on. I suffered mentally and emotionally. Until I met this male doctor. He did his initial exams and as soon as he got done with the examinations, he scheduled me for a minor surgery. He removed all my milk ducts, but before he did that, he asked if I am planning to have a baby or to breastfeed. Operation was successful. I went home that same day. I had a zero stage breast cancer. DCIS that's what it is called. There is a 99.9% chance that it will not come back. I am worried still, though. I am always cautious so I do a self-exam every month. There's no breast cancer history in my family. I was the first to have it and I hope I will be the first and the last. I am not a smoker. I drink socially but not heavy. I have a clean living life, so to speak, but I had it. Now, I only have one year to say that I am a cancer survivor. I am praying that it won't come back. Have you or anyone you know ever suffered from cancer? EDIT: While I was commenting here, I saw a discussion of similar interest as mine. I read it. She took Tamoxifen. I did not. I was warned with the side effects. I was advised that it was not necessary for me to take it. It is my decision and I chose not to. Side effects could make me infertile and I wanted to have a baby. I wasn't informed about ovarian cancer. That is one of the side effects in taking Tamoxifen. I am glad I did not. I let God take care of everything.