Please Repeat After Me: Cancer SUCKS
While I’ve been following my blog roll, I haven’t sewn nor posted in a while. Maybe that’ll change, maybe not. Right now, the project I’m planning is this knitting pattern by Ysolda Teague in a still-to-be-found luxe yarn (Kashmir or the like):
Though fall is upon us, I won’t be knitting this for me, but for my mom, who’s been diagnosed with breast cancer and will probably lose all hair in the next month or so. Unlike Kristin‘s mom, mine lives in a third-world country, in which health screening measures do not exist. Everyone does what they can depending on what they can afford and what’s available. So my mom’s cancer wasn’t diagnosed at an early stage, she only underwent an examination because she’d felt a lump in her breast. Lucky she’s been performing breast self exams regularly for decades. She’s now undergoing chemotherapy in Canada.
I’m a pharmacist and I’m approaching the situation as such for the moment, trying to assist her from afar in all medical matters. But I also spent some of my youth in Cameroon, where death is a sad matter, yes, but also a natural part of life, at least for grown-ups, and that gives me some serenity regarding the fact that cancer is a disease that is not always healed, although I’m hoping for the better outcome.
If you read this, chances are high you live in a developed country. Take advantage of the health measured offered to you wherever you live. Do yearly check-ups. Go to whatever regular screening depending on your age and risk factors. For my part, I had my blood glucose checked in the last week (my mom also has diabetes, like her sis and dad before her) and will be seeing my gyn in the next weeks. When is your next appointment?