According to the National Cancer Institute:
- One in eight women will be diagnosed with breast cancer in their lifetime.
- Over 200,000 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer this year.
- When breast cancer is detected early (localized stage), the 5–year survival rate is 98%.
- Over 30% of women are diagnosed after breast cancer has spread beyond the localized stage.
Early detection is a must ladies – be proactive – get to your doctor – make an appointment – do breast self exams – oh hell – do breast exams whenever anyone lets you!! Mammograms do save lives. And if you have insurance dilemmas – call Howard Brown and ask for information and services that may save your life.
The L Stop’s Kim Rogers wrote something for her mother who was recently diagnosed with breast cancer:
No matter how old you get, you are never prepared to see your parents suffer. Even in this excruciating moment, I know my mom will be ok. I know this, not because of any imaginary ability or faith of mine, but because she is the strongest person I have ever known. I know this because I still desperately need my mother enough to force the world to bend somehow. Somehow, as a family we will survive the next 6 months of cancer treatment, ceremoniously unwrapping all our family’s genes from free radicals. I feel this fierce protective force build inside of me as I watch toxins drip through my mother, my Amazon Queen. I need that wisdom, and guidance beside me. Even after 26 years, when I’m sick, hurt, or lost I still revert to calling on “Mommy,” if only in my head. I doubt I’ll ever feel adult enough in these moments. My mother will survive breast cancer, of this I am certain.
Kim inspired me to share a few thoughts as well….
Breast cancer is a monster, a beast, a silent shadow that casts itself across too many of our lives. We all know someone or someone who knows someone who has been touched by this disease. But when it is our mother that is touched by this unbelievable fate we cannot help by revert back to the child we were and all that our mother meant/means to us.
This woman who, if we were lucky, was our teacher, our protector, our guide, our nurturer, our mentor, our warm fluffy blanket fresh out of the dryer on that cold and rainy day – our comfort and our peace of mind. The woman who loomed above us to show us the way when we were lost and quietly stayed beneath us to catch us when we fell. The voice of reason and the nag of conscience – the hand that held us and the eyes that seared through all of our charades to remind us of the truth we might not want to face. The woman who held the family together and walked through the storm never once showing how much the rolling thunder shook and scared her.
It is unfathomable that our mother might be touched by and succumb to breast cancer. Unthinkable that time would play such an unacceptable trick on us and fate would be twisted so cruelly. So we hold on to faith and we pray on her strength and the lessons she taught us so that she will indeed be one of the survivors and our mother, our Amazon Queen, will be around for us and for all that lies ahead.
This post was inspired by Kim Rogers.
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About K. Guzman
Kathy grew up all over the US - lots of east coast time. She is a surfer girl with an unabridged curiosity. A woman whose mid life awakening continues to bring her to the place she was meant to be. Her degree in Journalism/Creative Writing from the University of Central Florida is being yanked from the archives and put to good use. Her two kids are grown and rock stars in this wild world – her Harley is ready for some serious summer miles – and her heart remains open to life, women and the possibilities each day brings.