Showing posts with label breast cancer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breast cancer. Show all posts

Monday, October 1, 2012

The Month of PINK

Pink socks.
        Pink water bottles.
                          Pink hair bows.
                                           Pink football players.


It's October!
AKA, The Pink Month.


I have nothing but respect for breast cancer patients, their families, and the folks who put so much time, energy, and money into promoting breast cancer awareness and research. They have taken an ugly and brutal disease and turned it into something marketable that actually attracts the attention of all. It's admirable. It's inspirational.

What a breast cancer patient will quickly tell you: it's not all pink ribbons and bow ties.



It's real.
It's scary.
It's life threatening.

Today on October 1, 2012, and on the night before our family friend goes in for surgery, I invite you to check your boobies. If you feel something unusual, don't wait. Make the call.

(...While you are doing that, take a look at your skin. Do you have any unusual moles? A mole that is itchy? Go ahead and make that appointment too. What are you waiting for?)

*Want to read a history of breast cancer advocacy? Read Carol's blog here.

We run for Susan.
We're rooting for you!

Saturday, September 22, 2012

We Race For Susan

Today my mom, my baby sister, and I participated in a local 5K to raise money for The American Cancer Society and Every Woman's Life, Fired Up For A Cure. We ran in honor of a woman we just adore who is beginning her battle with breast cancer. 



We Run For Susan.

The event was a success. While the overall goal was to raise awareness and money for breast cancer, all cancers were honored thanks to this awesome firetruck from Chesapeake, VA.

Awesome.
(And Melanoma was represented!)

Besides my minor annoyance over the tanning sessions that were included in a raffle prize, the event was great. Seriously, why raffle off an item that leads to cancer at a cancer event? *Rolling eyes.*  One day people will get it that tanning is dangerous.

(Hopefully they will get it before they actually get it!)


Crossing the Finish Line
(Oh, I took off 4 minutes from my first 5K!
I finished in 37 minutes.
Not bad for my 2nd time...)

My mom is a rock star
and placed 3rd in her age group!
Go Mom! So proud!

 Mom won a prize, just like Susan will!

 
 Racing for my Canadian friend
who has been such a support system
to my mom throughout my journey with melanoma.
Now, it's our time to support her.

WE LOVE YOU, SUSAN!

Thursday, March 22, 2012

"This I Can Handle."


Fear has the ability to paralyze you. You want to protect yourself. You don't want to tempt your body into the danger zone. You put yourself into a bubble because you are afraid of what will happen if you pop that bubble. To take yourself away from your safety net? Far too risky.

Fear paralyzes you, emotionally and physically...

Unless you stand up to it.

Today I had the pleasure of working with a woman who is celebrating her 10 year breast Cancer-versary. For the sake of her privacy, let's call her Mary. People with cancer tend to automatically click, this case was no different. This woman knew my story through the grapevine, but I had not heard hers. It is a bit odd how similar our stories are despite our different types of cancer. We actually even had the same surgeon--he specializes in breast cancer and melanoma. Mary and I were discussing our issues following the lymph node dissections and the aftereffects that the surgeries have had on our bodies. Mary asked me if I use my arms in the way that I did Pre-Melanoma. I explained that I ignored my original oncologist and still use my arms and that I am actually going to the gym to try to regain the muscle that I have lost in the past year. I never know how people will respond to someone going against a doctor's orders, but Mary disobeyed her doctor too.

Mary shared an emotional memory with me today. She told me, "I remember going for radiation and the doctor said, "this may hurt. I am going to stretch your arm out but only stretch it as far as you can. It may be painful." Mary stretched her arm to a fully extended position, looked at her doctor, and said, "No. Pain is being told I have cancer. Everything stopped. Everything. That is real pain."

Mary looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "Now I go to the gym 3 times a week and lift weights. I use those arms. That is not pain to me. I have felt real pain. This? I can handle." 

Fear, if you let it win, has the ability to stump you. It will cause you to stop living life the way that you used to live because you are terrified of jeopardizing your current healthy state. You start to think in terms of the next day, but God knows you don't plan for the next year. You are scared to make permanent plans because you don't know how you are going to feel, you don't know where you are going to be, you don't even know if you will be. Finalizing future plans is a risk because your future is so unknown.

I am talking about myself. Ask me to make a serious permanent decision and I will wiggle my way out of it. It terrifies me. How can I buy a house if I don't know if I am going to be healthy in 3 months? How will I have a baby (far in the future!) if I don't know what the scans will show in 3 months? Should I even have a baby? Why should I sign up to go back to school if there is a chance I may have to drop out because Melanoma shows its face again?

It will keep you up many of nights just thinking about those things!

I shared some of these fears with my friend Max over green beer on Saturday night. He asked one question: "Are you going to live like you are dying?" Max did not ask that question in the Tim McGraw ride-a-bull-&-go-sky-diving type of way. He meant, am I going to live day by day, not making any permanent decisions all because melanoma may show up again?

I tried to defend myself. I blurted out the statistics. I talked about the 2 more years of chemo sessions I have. I dropped names of Molemates who we have lost this year. Again, Max asked, "Are you going to live your life or are you going to live like you are dying?"

Am I?

I have felt real pain. I have had, like Mary shared, my world come to a halt. I know what it is like to actually have to face the fact that I may not survive this. I also know that I have opportunities that some of my cancer friends no longer have. I have the opportunity to not only exist, but I have the opportunity to live.

It is time to stop holding myself back just because I am scared of the future.


"I have felt real pain. This? I can handle."

      

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Pink October



There is one last day in this very Pink October, so I feel like it is my duty to remind people that "for women carrying a specific breast cancer susceptibility gene, the presence of abnormalities in the gene doubles the risk of melanoma."

It sure would stink to beat breast cancer and then get diagnosed with melanoma, especially advanced melanoma. I feel certain that their cancer experiences would be completely different....Not exactly different in a good way either....

How could they prevent themselves from joining us in Hotel Melanoma?

According to The Skin Cancer Foundation, breast cancer patients and survivors should:

Beware of photosensitivity. 
    "Photosensitivity is an increased sensitivity or abnormal response of the skin to sunlight or artificial ultraviolet (UV) light; people with photosensitivity are at increased risk of developing skin cancers. Photosensitivity can be caused by certain medical conditions and treatments, and breast cancer patients should find out if their treatments could make them photosensitive."

*Beware, a lot of medications cause people to become photosensitive!

Be Screened & Perform Self Exams:
     You know how you feel your boobies for lumps? Check your skin for changes! If caught early, melanoma is easily treatable. According to Melanoma Research Foundation, the median lifespan for patients with advanced melanoma is less than one year.


Speaking of statistics.... Let me remind you that "Melanoma primarily affects individuals in the prime years of life and is the most common form of cancer for young adults 25-29 years old and the second most common cancer in adolescents and young adults 15-29 years old." (See other statistics here.)

So, while I encourage you to continue to be Pink if that is a cause that is important to you, be smart. Melanoma is highly treatable if detected early. Do not pay attention to your boobies and ignore that "just not right" mole. Be proactive.

Or you could end up with these...







You do NOT want to end up here.
(Even in NYC, 
people look at you funny
when you have drains coming out of you.
Trust me.)

Sidenote: I just searched "Melanoma" on Pinterest to see if there were any new inspiring photos to include in this blog post. What did I find? A picture of my own scar! Someone "Pinned" my back scar picture, linking it to my blog. Cool! (But it did totally catch me off guard...)