It's October. October oneth to be exact. And October happens to be Breast Cancer Awareness Month..
Yeah..like anyone who had battled this only thinks of it in October..
...or anyone who knows anyone who has or is battling breast cancer...
...or anyone who has breasts...
Or, I'd like to never have to think about it..worry about it..loose anyone to it..read another obituary of a stranger that lost their sweet lives too early to it...or have my girls, and my grandgirls ever have to worry about it ..ever again. ever.
never. ever. again.
now..so we need to do all we can to support, to love, to honor those who are in the battle currently..or have been to hell and back.
Because that's what it is.
And sometimes when I hear "I was glad I got cancer because.." even though I know they mean well, and they may really believe what they are saying...
I want to say this....Cancer sucks.
And I wish I had never heard my grown son's cry..or hear the fear in my daughter's voices..or see the look on my sweet husband's face..the devastation from my sisters...
No, I am not glad I had cancer. I am not glad my sister is going through breast cancer. I'm not glad ANYONE has cancer..
So when I can do anything I can to remind people of this, like put a pink "Survivor" magnet on my car..or wear pink a LOT in October..
..or tell my story of how I found it, myself, and when the docs said "probably not..let's wait"
.. and I stood up for myself and said.."No. I want this lump out. I want it gone. Now."
..and that they were surprised (!) that is was indeed cancer..and it had spread...and I needed a double mastectomy..and oh, yeah, you'll need chemo..and radiation..and several surgeries..and and and and.".oh yeah..and don't worry.."
I want to tell everyone I can to know your body... demand doctor's do their jobs....insist on hearing it all..even if that means having to take someone with you to appointments to take notes (thank you Mr. B)..to ask the hard questions..to do your own research..to ask for help..then to accept that help..
And fight. Fight like you've never fought before..like you didn't even know you could fight...
...and never, never ever give up.
And to all those who have gone before us..know that cancer didn't beat them..they beat cancer..they just didn't survive.
It can only beat you if you allow it to. And then you're the 'victim'..and I think too much of those who have fought the battle to think of any of them as 'victims'..
Let's beat the hell out of breast cancer..this month and all the months that we are so blessedly given.
I. WILL. NOT. BE. A. VICTIM.
Thank you all who have walked in the various Breast Cancer walks for me...
..you walked so I can stand.
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And, yes, they have breast cancer in Canada too. But I Pinky- PROMISE, if they find a cure, they will not keep it to themselves.
Hear that Canada? Just so you know...we'll be watching you...so hurry, please :-)