Iris Welch is living the dream.
She has five healthy grandchildren. She spends holidays serving her family extravagant meals. (鈥淲e鈥檙e Southern, so we do every dish,鈥 she said.) She聽still sees her mother almost every day. She spends her spare time tending to her immaculate garden in the backyard of her Houston home. She enjoys frequent movie nights with her husband of more than four decades. She鈥檚 spending her retirement traveling the world.
Every Mother鈥檚 Day, she invites everyone over 鈥 usually 40 to 50 people 鈥 and makes a massive brunch complete with a mimosa station, buffet table and blooming flowers in her garden. 鈥淣ot everybody has their mom. I鈥檓 blessed to have mine with me. I thought, 鈥榃hy have everyone sit at home all day feeling sad when we can all just be together?鈥 I鈥檒l cook and we鈥檒l have fun,鈥 she said.
Right now, 鈥渓ife is good. Seriously, life is good.鈥
But she鈥檒l be the first to tell you that for much of the past decade, the dream she鈥檚 living in couldn鈥檛 have felt more out of reach.
In 2010, Iris was diagnosed with breast cancer. 鈥淪o much uncertainty was out there,鈥 but she had a solid support system and sought treatment through chemotherapy. She was determined to beat it. Sure enough, after completing chemo in 2011, her 鈥渃ancer free鈥 declaration was the light at the end of that tunnel.
She expected that it would take time for her body to return to normal. Still, two years later, Iris was shocked by how quickly and easily she鈥檇 get winded at work: 鈥淲alking up one floor of stairs felt like walking up a monument. I went and got a gym membership and thought, 鈥榃hy am I feeling worse the longer I鈥檓 on the treadmill?鈥欌
Iris鈥檚 mom recommended she see her cardiologist. She took mom鈥檚 advice.
Her cardiologist wasn鈥檛 particularly concerned about the results from her echocardiogram and EKG. He discussed the impact of her diet on her heart鈥檚 health and sent her on her way. Much like her experience on the treadmill, Iris knew she was getting worse, running in place and getting nowhere. She wanted answers.
Iris remembers the day she couldn鈥檛 avoid it any longer. Just a few weeks later, she couldn鈥檛 breathe. She immediately went back to her cardiologist鈥檚 office minutes before they were set to close for the weekend, and received聽another echocardiogram and EKG. Her results showed that only 19% of blood was being ejected from her left ventricle per heartbeat 鈥 more than 30% below average 鈥 leaving her vulnerable to severe heart episodes.
The culprit: Her chemotherapy to combat breast cancer had damaged her heart.
As someone whose 鈥渇avorite thing to do鈥 is care for her loved ones, it was difficult to accept that at only 50, she needed some serious care herself.
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