Today is officially the last day of Breast Cancer Awareness month!
I’m proud to have been able to share my story at The Trend Tribe, Pieces of a Mom, and on Beth’s blog at Dragonfly Shops & Gardens. I was also thrilled to have been asked to speak with Maegan’s listeners on her Beyond the Bandaids podcast and hope I was able to ease her worries about having a mammogram.
Awareness is great. I’m all for awareness. That’s why I tell my story because so many people are unaware that breast cancer does happen to young women. Young women without a family history and whom do not carry the BRCA gene mutation.
Early detection does equal better survival rates. But, breast cancer is incurable. I like to think that I kicked it’s ass and maybe I have but I don’t know for sure. One tiny, itty-bitty rogue cell tough enough to have survived the dense dose chemotherapy drugs and the radioactive ions shot into my body could just be chilling, laying in wait, ready to rapidly divide and try to conquer again. But it is pissed and it’s going for my other organs now.
I read a poignant post from Susan at Toddler Planet earlier today in which she says “No one dies of breast cancer confined to their breast. Some of us die from treatment, but most of us die when the cancer has moved to our vital organs and shut them down. We die of metastatic disease.”
Metastatic breast cancer is incurable and likely fatal. It is also the least researched and receives a measly 3% of the research funds in the United States.
Again, while I support awareness, I feel like it’s a no-brainer decision in joining the other rally cries in the area of metastatic breast cancer research. Do you get where I’m coming from and where I might be going with this? I mean, it’s very likely, I will die from metastatic breast cancer so I best be doing what I can. Right? If I sound unclear, don’t fret, I do not have metastatic breast cancer and I am considered NED (no evidence of disease)
Happy Halloween, everyone!
November 1st kicks off a whole new lifestyle for this girl and my family. Clean eating and #challenge 25. Who’s with me?