Women agonize... over cancer; we take as a personal threat the lump in every friend's breast. ~Martha Weinman Lear, Heartsounds
My life up until aged 12 was that of any normal kid growing up in a country town.
That was all to change that day my Mum's aggressive breast cancer was diagnosed. It was 1980, and I had two younger siblings... my sister was 10 and my brother was 7 and a half. My dad's face as he explained to me about Mum's cancer is etched into my memory. I had never seen my Dad cry up until that day.. and it was the first of many many times... as we all lived through Mum's surgery and post operative care.
The ways and means of dealing with breast cancer were far different to those of today. Mums surgery was immediate and brutal. She lost all of her left breast, and all the glands up into her arm as well. There was no reconstruction, no plastic surgery .. and a scar, the likes of which I have not seen otherwise, carves across her chest to this day.
But that is the beauty of this story.. Mum is a survivor. How? I have no idea really.
I don't know that she was meant to survive, the cancer was fast growing and had all the doctors extremely worried. What I do I know is that, to Mum, there was simply no other choice. She had three kids.. one very young...and I believe it was her determination that she had to be there for us.. that gave her the healing that she needed.
I share this story, because as you can see... early detection.. even in the most dire of situations, can mean the difference between life and death. Mum is in her seventies now.. and has lived to see all four of her grandchildren. I still have the mother I could have lost at twelve. My life would have been different. Very very different.
If for NO other reason.. give your kids the life they deserve, be there for them.
Be diligent with your month breast exams.
Go immediately with any changes to your doctor.
Hassle your girlfriends to do the same.
Donate to breast cancer research.
and perhaps one day ... we will grow old knowing our own daughters are free of this disease.
I simply couldnt ask for anything more.
GIVE.
Peace and joy,
Ngaire
When
the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling
the cracks with gold. They believe that when something's suffered
damage and has a history it becomes more beautiful. ~Barbara Bloom