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    From the monthly archives: October 2013

    Every year as October approaches, I feel the thrill of autumn and the dread of Pinktober.

    It’s not that I don’t value all the work that goes into raising funds for breast cancer awareness and research.  I won’t bore you with yet another rant on this topic!  Anyone who has checked into this blog periodically knows how irate Pinkwashing and retail opportunism in the name of charity makes me.

    The fact is, I always have mixed feelings during this month.  I am thrilled to be alive, and sad for my sisters who aren’t.  It is annoying and inconvenient to be constantly reminded of breast cancer when most of the time I don’t think about it too much any more.  It is not the center of my world, and that’s how we all want it.  For women who face breast cancer, for a long time we can hardly think of anything else.  For the unfortunate ones who have disease progression instead of successful first treatment, it is always top of mind.  For women who have recurrences it is top of mind.  For those of us fortunate enough to be NED, we can blessedly enjoy a day, a week, or a month without thinking about breast cancer.

    Not so during October.  My daughter put it succinctly.  “Most of the time I don’t have to remember that my mom almost died!”

    If there is anything I can accomplish during this month, it is to gently and persistently tell the true story of breast cancer, so people like my mom who are terrified for loved ones don’t hear “Breast cancer?  Don’t worry, she’ll be fine.  They cure that now.”.  That was pretty tough for her to hear while I battled a disease that statistically was more likely to kill me than not.  It makes for a lonely journey.

    I am relieved that I don’t have to deal with the clerks at my local Safeway when I opt out of the “donate to breast cancer” option as I check out my groceries.  I don’t participate because last year I asked a clerk where that money went, she had no idea.  Neither did the manager.

    I donate year round, to organizations that give money to funding research, so we can have a world where my daughter doesn’t have to be afraid.

    Last week, one of my massage therapy clients was diagnosed with breast cancer.  She is terrified, as we all are when it happens to us.  I suspect that October will be a little extra rough for her in years to come.

    I’m so glad November is around the corner!  My birthday is in a few days.  I’m so glad it is not mixed in with Pinktober!  I can still love autumn when November comes.  I’ll be 52.  Damn pleased to be 52!  When I was 45 I wasn’t sure at all that it would happen.

    As the years pass, I am embracing who I have always been, a wellness professional.  For awhile I almost felt that I couldn’t claim that anymore, because I had faced cancer.  I, who was the picture of health and good habits…how could it be?  I know so much more now.

    Now I know that no one is exempt, no matter how “right” they do everything.  I am true to my profession because I used everything I know to beat it.

    You can check out my new website here.  I will never stop caring about the women who face breast cancer, or the people who face any cancer.  I see it every week when I go to work at the hospital.  I see it in the mirror when I look at my chest.  And, I am committed more than ever to health and healing in the forms I know best.

    Happy November!

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