Last evening, I was at an event on behalf of Army of Women. On the way home, I received a text message from a dear friend. Her sister has a recurrence and it’s likely NOT local. In other words, metastatic. I am sickened over this. We really MUST change the conversation and we MUST get the right research funded and get the studies filled.
Times are tough, finances are tight everywhere but one thing we can do each day is cast our votes for METAvivor at The Pink Well. Each Day. Every Day. While the reblog below is from MBCN which is a different organization, they are not in the Pink Well "contest" .... And I am sure they would support all votes going to METAvivor. They fund research.
Coincidentally, the Monday night tweet chat was about Metastatic Disease. The chat is referenced in the comments so I am providing a link. OR, if you are not a twitter-er..and you would like to see what a tweet chat looks like, here is the link: BCSM Chat March 19
Metastatic cancer is the cancer that kills. The numbers remain unchanged despite decades of "research." Metastatic patients are "inconvenient." They taint the pink ribbon and its symbolism of ummm, I'm not sure what? Hope? Victory? Surviving thanks to the same barbaric slash, burn, poison treatment that's been around forEVER. We've gotten better meds to control the side effects and we've perfected surgical techniques.
We've come to accept Detect and Fix. Why is this okay? Why aren't we screaming that we are NOT happy. That we have SO far to travel. Early detection so we can make horrible choices like amputating body parts, poisoning our bodies, ceasing hormone production so we can age rapidly inside and out? NO. This is not okay with me. Enough is enough.
How about, PREVENT and toss all the detection tools into a junk heap. Surely, our sisters with mets feel like they are as insignificant as that pile of junk. That has to change. WE have to change it. WE can't be thrilled about our own good fortune-existence in the Land of NED while others are waiting for the next big thing... the thing that will stop the progression of their cancers, that will eradicate what is left in their bodies, that will save their lives.
Do you remember that commercial with Lynn Redgrave? "I want to die from eating too much chocolate, I want to die from........ but I REFUSE to die from breast cancer." Diagnosed at 60, dead at 67. And it wasn't the chocolate. Research, Research, the RIGHT Research.
And now, the blog as it appears on the MBCN website:
I am so tired of celebrities putting a happy face on breast cancer.
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