Blessings In Disguise


Welcome to the THIRD post of the Saving Second Base project!

Today’s contributor is Kim
Read Kim’s post from last year’s Blogging For Boobs
My Mom is my best friend and hero. Her strength continues to amaze me. I want to thank Rachel and Tricia for donating their time and blogs to help find a cure for Breast Cancer. Every single penny that goes to the Susan G Komen Foundation is a step closer to a cure. And at the end of the day I don’t want anyone else to have to watch a love one fight the ugly battle of breast cancer. ~ Kim


I struggle finding my faith.

Breast Cancer is the catalyst to that statement.

My Mom has breast cancer.
Diagnosed with Stage 4 in January 2009.
She will not win her battle no matter how hard she fights the cancer.
Yet she fights and doesn’t stop living or laughing. Thankfully.

A few months back my Mom was told that the cancer had finally metastasized to her bones. Scans showed that it was in her neck and spine and that she needed to start chemotherapy immediately.

I sat across from her Doctor asking him questions like “how come none of her prior tests picked up on the growth?” His answer was “it is baffling why one scan shows the growth and another does not but as a precaution she needs to start chemo tomorrow to slow the process”.

He did not give her a time frame on how long she had, just that once it metastasizes to the bones is very painful but they will do all they can to keep her comfortable. Then I heard a ton of blah, blah blah as he explained that the new chemo drugs and the plan of action they would take.

My Mom walked out of the office with a great poker face. I was mad as hell inside. I cried. I cried until my body was dehydrated of tears.

My sisters and I knew that we would not have much more time. We knew the chemo would destroy the fight she still has in her.

The very next day I drove my Mom to her first round of chemo treatments. We walked in and my Mom chose a chair. A random reclining chair that was one of many outlining the parameter of the room. She didn’t want to be in front of the TV. Said it annoyed her. I didn’t care. It took all of me not to cry every time I looked at her. I wanted to run and hide like a toddler.

My Mom knew everyone of the nurses in the chemo area. One nurse actually said “No, not you again”. They both laughed uncomfortably at the statement.

It took an hour for the poison to be administered. In that time we read the brochure on the drug Abraxane. I analyzed the side effects over and over. It is supposed to be a less abrasive chemo drug. “Slows the process, blah blah blah”

I don’t remember driving her home. Or myself. I was so far in my head I suppose.

The very next day her doctor called her. And then she called me. And then I yelled at her.

I yelled at my Mom for not wanting to sue the asses off her doctors.

“We read the reports wrong, it was not cancer growth we saw, it is bone growth”.

Read that again.
Yes, this really did happen to her.

My Moms doctors poisoned her for no reason.
They read the report wrong and apparently is happens all the time.
Her doctor really did say that to her.

15 days later my Mom lost all of her hair.
And now she is back to popping a “band-aid” pill to help slow the process of the cancer. She doesn’t want to sue because she doesn’t want to put any energy she has into fighting that battle. She wants to focus on living her life for her, her kids and her grand kids.

My Mom keeps fighting. Thankfully.

I struggle finding my faith.
But I see the lining of this blessing .


Kim says: “It was typically a rainy day when my Mom would make these. My sisters and I would eat them from the second they came out of the oven.  We would actually fight if one ate more than another did.  They even taste incredible cold!!  This is one recipe that will forever be dear to my heart because my Mom always knew that when she made these we would all beg for her to save some!!”

Recipe: BarBa Cups


  • 1 pound hamburger
  • 1/2 cup BBQ sauce
  • 1/2 cup onion, diced
  • 3 Tbsp brown sugar
  • 1 tube (8-10) refrigerated biscuits (My Mom Uses Pillsbury Grands)
  • 1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese


  1. Pre-heat oven to 400 degrees.
  2. Brown hamburger, drain.
  3. Mix meat with sauce, onion, and sugar.
  4. Place dough into ungreased muffin tin sections, pressing to cover bottom and shaping to sides.
  5. Spoon meat mixture into each dough filled cup.
  6. Sprinkle cheese on top.
  7. Bake for 13-15 minutes.
Thank you, so much, Kim <3

Want to know how you can help? or be a part of this project?

  • Tricia and I have created a facebook page: Saving Second Base Please “like” us and help spread the word!
  • We’re on TWITTER!!! @Savng2ndBase (i know it’s missing an i but someone already HAS saving2ndbase and isn’t using it :-{ ) Follow us and spread the word!
  • Post our button


  • Send us your story and recipe: one that reminds you of/celebrates someone who has fought with, is living with, is kicking cancer’s ass, has lost the fight…. send a story, a recipe, a blurb with recipe, a memory with recipe, a tribute with recipe… and pictures.. a picture of the person.. a picture of the recipe (preferably both) but either works. Please send this to: Breastcancerebook@gmail.com and we’ll send you the release to sign and love you forever and ever and ever 😉
  • We’re going to post at least one recipe and story every. single. day in October on A Southern Fairytale and on Once A Month Mom and then we’ll compile all the stories and recipes into an e-book that can be purchased and EVERY SINGLE SOLITARY cent will be donated to the Susan G Komen Foundation. (Tricia and I are not taking a single solitary cent for any of this)
  • Tweet with #saving2ndbase
  • Let’s help kick cancer’s ass and save those ta ta’s!

    And remember y’all… Save a Life, Grope Your Wife 🙂

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  1. My thoughts and prayers are with her. Cancer is a horrible thing to not only to deal with personally but to watch happen to a loved one.

    My family always participates in Susan G . Komen’s race for the cure back home but unfortunately where I live they don’t have that event so I donate money and help sponsor my family when they run. I will post the button on my side bar to help spread the word.

  2. Huge hugs rachel. It is a wonderful thing to try and spread awareness and raise some funds for research and a cure. My best friend’s sister in law was also a member of this difficult club, but she also battled for many years. Let’s hope they figure out a cure soon so less women have to be so very strong. My article this week is not a recipe, but a recipe for good health during the cold and flu season. Take care and enjoy your wonderful cruise! Alex@amoderatelife

  3. What a great idea to spend this month honoring those devastated by cancer by showcasing their recipes! Kim – I can’t imagine your pain. Thank you for sharing your story and the recipe.

  4. Oh, I am most definitely linking up to help spread the word! I don’t have a story to share yet, as mine is only just beginning. My mother was just diagnosed a few weeks ago, but fortunately, they caught it extremely early. The doctors say her prognosis is excellent and I fully believe she’s going to kick some breast cancer booty! My thoughts are with all of you who also have loved ones who have battled this disease *hugs*

  5. Oh Kim, I’m so sorry! You can borrow me , if you need a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold, ears to listen, or someone to just sit beside you. I’ve lived this, so I know, I know, I know! My Mother didn’t die of cancer, but by misdiagnosis and bad hospital care at the age of 47.Have strength, have courage, and enjoy every day you have with your Mother, and have faith, in yourself, your Mother and your family!! Know that I will pray for you and your Mom, and I will ask my Mom to look after you all as well. Hang in there, fight the fight, we Brentwood girls are tough! Please let me know, if there’s anything I can do for you, I mean it!!! Next time you see your Mom, give her a kiss from me, give her two, ok! ….. And, I’m also stealing her recipe.

  6. My mother is thankfully healthy but I lost my grandpa to cancer 7 years ago next month and it still hurts to think about it. I pray that you will find peace and your mother will be with you until you’re both old & gray haired. Be strong and be blessed.

    I don’t know if you had an opportunity but if you do read the story or Royal Rife and the Rife light he developed. http://www.mnwelldir.org/docs/cancer1/rife.htm


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