Peggy Ettel knew what she faced. She’d stood close by as her friend, Denise, another Virginia Beach wife and mother, succumbed to cancer.
Yet she “never would have thought in a million years” that a tiny lump discovered upon self-examination, three months after a clear mammogram, would bring her to the same agonizing crossroad.
But Ettel had arrived early. She’d recognized signs: months of fatigue and “not feeling myself,” she said.