I am preparing to participate in a few things over the next two weeks: participating on the 22nd in an Ohio for Obama cancer forum at OSU (not shure where yet!!) with sister-survivor Cynthia Nixon (yes - of Sex and the City!); appearing the next day on Gail Hogan's Columbus Daytime show to discuss breast cancer in young women; and then the following week traveling to Meigs County to do a presentation on intimacy after breast cancer.
As part of these talks, and in my bio, I always say that I am X number of years out. I find it fascinating how I (and many other survivors) tend to regress in maturity when it comes to telling our survivor years. My 'cancerversarry' is April 12th, 2001. So I am almost 8 years out. 7 years and 8 months to be exact. I would never say I am 7 years out now that I am so close to 8 years. I am 39 years old (ack!). But I would NEVER say I am 'almost 40' or 39 years and 7 months. Hells to the no!! I cling to that younger number with a viciousness found only in wild tigers! By the same token (or opposite token), I reach towards the "almost 8 years out" verbiage with vigor! I know, in my heart, that it doesn't really matter. That I could be 20 years out (my lips to God's ears!) and be diagnosed with a new breast cancer, or a metastic lesion...or worse. I know that in reality the further I get away from my original diagnosis I am not moving closer to a cure. Rather it is more likely that I am moving closer to my next diagnosis.
Friday, October 17, 2008
How old are you in survivor years?
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Labels: breast cancer, YSC
Thursday, October 16, 2008
how i get through the day
okay this is going to be a really cheap shot at posting but I am really stressed at work these days. And one way I get through my days is listening to music.
Well today I was reminded just how much I love U2 and just how freakin' brilliant they are:
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing...
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind
And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk on, walk on
What you got, they can't steal it
No they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight...
You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom
Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't deny it
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Home...hard to know what it is if you never had one
Home...I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the heart is
I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme...
So that's my motto...walk on.
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Friday, October 3, 2008
It's that time again....
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Labels: breast cancer, YSC