Can I just take a moment for a couple of smaller things that are stuck in MY craw?
A big push this year seems to be getting the word out that MEN can get breast cancer, too. What galls me is that I keep seeing breast cancer patients now referred to as "men and woman". As in "the American Cancer Society's estimated number of men and women who will be diagnosed with breast cancer this year: 226,870. And the estimated number of men and women who will die: 39,510."
Seriously? Men have to step over women and get listed first? It's still a predominantly female disease, and since the awareness that men can be diagnosed, too, is recently becoming noticed, why can't we all say "women and men"? And if "men" can't handle being listed 2nd, then let's just say "people". It's certainly not anything against any men with the disease, but there, I said it; list it as "women and men" when writing about it. Please!
Wow, I sound like a feminist. (is there such a thing as a conservative feminist?) And I sound like I am tossing out sour grapes. And it's just semantics.
Maybe the inclusion of male statistics in the public view will help put a damper on the continued sexualization of breast cancer. Maybe it will help pale the frickin' pink. But men take over everything. I'm putting my foot down about them taking over (figuratively) breast cancer. Again, I don't direct this toward men with breast cancer. I direct this toward society and men in general.
I know there was something else bothering me...and now I can't remember what it was. Maybe it was that I recently saw the phrase "metastatic breast cancer survivor". What? No one survives Stage IV cancer! It's STAGE IV cancer!
Maybe it was that a local DJ interviewed a friend about her cancer (which is metastatic) and then dubbed her "The woman who skipped her mammogram", seemingly placing the blame on her for her cancer. Like Komen's recent ad campaign, averring that "you are the key" to survival.
Maybe it was that mammograms don't save lives.
Or that a positive attitude or hard work or tireless endurance won't cure your cancer. It's kind of a dice-roll, in my opinion, that all comes down to the biology of your own personal tumor.
Pinktober is a sex-sells marketing behemoth. REJECT THE PINK! Donate directly to a reputable charity who supports research.
p.s. Peripheral neuropathy SUCKS! It's bearable during the day, but every evening I am back at the point of saying that I can't do this (Xeloda) any more! Every night I don't know how I will make it through the end of the week, let alone another cycle. And this is only my 2nd round. And I'm only 3 yrs in to this party. Have I passed the median yet? Every time I get close, it seems the median moves. I guess that's a good thing in the big picture.
