Don’t ever let anyone tell you that breast cancer is a “favorable cancer.” Favorable cancers are curable; breast cancer is not.
We lost another sister this week, a young mother, a wife, a friend, a family member. I’m sure people at some point told her how lucky she was that they “caught” her cancer early, that she was “in the clear” because she had no nodes involved with her initial cancer. We’ve all heard it, and she lived it, yet she died on Friday. Metastatic breast cancer; metastatic triple negative breast cancer. It’s a killer. Don’t be lulled into thinking that early detection equals cured. There’s no such thing with breast cancer. We NEED a cure. We’re done with awareness; we NEED a cure. We’re done with losing our friends; we NEED a cure. We’re done with being afraid every time we have a pain; we NEED a cure. We’re done with panic attacks at our oncologist offices; we NEED a cure. We’re done with scans, with blood tests, with fear; we NEED a cure.
We’re done with leaving our little ones without a mother, our husbands without a wife, our mothers without their daughters.
Someone needs to find a cure.
Someone needs to find a cure so we can tell our daughters there’s nothing to fear. Breast cancer will not take their mom; it will not take them; it will not take their daughters.
Jayme was a beautiful young woman, diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer in March 2006, no nodes, same pathology as me, same diagnosis date as me. Yet she’s dead now. I’m so thankful to be alive…
Cancer sucks. I hate it…
