Tuesday, December 29, 2009
I have been talking to a lot of survivors for my podcast The Cancer Warrior on Empoweradio.com. It has made me think of a lot of things that have happened to me. I remember when I was diagnosed I actually thought to myself "Well they must have someone else's chart." Yeah right. I live in a town of about 8 thousand people. My last name is Majoros. I am the only Majoros in the phone book. Pretty sure it was my diagnosis, unfortunately. I recall being really pissed at my doctor for not telling me what kind of breast cancer I had (the ultrasound tech told me which I guess is a real no-no) at that time my chart was only a couple of pages. She showed me that she didn't have the info, flipping between the 5 pages in my chart. Now its the size of a small book, the Gutenberg Bible of me. Whenever I go to the doctor I look at my chart and wish it was much smaller, and that chart is only for 2 years.
I was talking to another breast cancer survivor about her treatment, which was similar to mine, and we were discussing our side effects and medications. Its kind of funny to think about it like we were discussing parts of a recipe, ok if you add zofran to your benadryl whisk lightly with herceptin, sleep for an hour, then repeat every three weeks you will feel better!! We talked about hair loss, which I am still in awe of people who will go out in public with a bald head. Those who know me know I am not that shy, but when it came to that I was.
We were talking about how taboo it used to be to even say the word cancer, it was spoken of in hushed tones. Like you would say the whole sentence, then whisper the word cancer, as if to even speak it would bring it out like Beetlejuice.
Now many of my survivor friends shout it from the rooftops, well the modern version of it anyway, with blogs and podcasts and facebook posts and tweets. We know what its like. We want everyone to know about it. We don't want anyone else to get it. I personally don't want to welcome another person to the club no one wants to join.
Someone I respect called me a brave woman. I still don't understand why. I was told I had cancer. I am kind of stubborn, I don't back down from a fight. If you play hockey against you know it doesn't matter if you are five foot six or six foot five, if you have the puck, and I want it I will go after it, I may not get it the first time, but dammit you will see me, you will hear me and you will remember me.
Mel is the producer/cohost of The Vic McCarty Show Monday -Friday 10am-noon eastern time. Listen live on wmktthetalkstation.com
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