"We can not stop natural disasters, but we can arm ourselves with knowledge. So many lives wouldn't have to be lost if there was enough disaster preparedness."
- Petra Nemcova
As October rolls along, with its endless pink ribbons and pep rallies for breast cancer awareness, Andersen’s old tale comes to mind as an apt metaphor for what it is like to live with breast cancer. If you go to one of the pep rallies, also known as “Race for the Cure” events put on by Komen, you may be left with the impression that breast cancer is an illness akin to a bad case of the flu. Go to the doctor, do a bit of treatment, maintain a super-duper attitude and voila! you are a “Survivor.” Good as new, bye-bye cancer.
In the diagnosis daze of figuring out my game plan – and looking ahead to what would be over a long year of chemotherapy, surgeries and radiation – which included a litany of tests before I had to start treatment, I heard her nonchalantly ask, "By the way…do you want children? You should decide that NOW.” What, in the next ten minutes???
If I DID want children, I would have to see a fertility expert ASAP to either freeze my eggs or embryos before chemotherapy would temporarily shut down my ovaries. All I could think was, “When the hell am I going to fit in THAT appointment??”
“Daammn, I can’t wait to tap that A$$…when you are ready.”
I was in the midst of chemo treatment, laid up on the couch, bald, no eyebrows, fingernails falling off, my breasts cut off and my husband magically knew exactly what I needed to hear. The perfect balance between showing he still found me sexy and simultaneously NOT pressuring me to have sex.
It took several months, but I have finally finished my three MonaLisa Touch® Vaginal Laser treatments, with to goal of reducing dryness and restoring elasticity caused by medical menopause.
Here is my honest, in-depth, and funny video review.