World cancer Day blew right past me this year. I’m not sure where my head was at or how I could’ve missed it since I write about this (important) crap almost daily, but a lot of effort went into it, so I decided to backtrack and read up on it. Some good info and I liked the eye catching, Myth busting App they setup on facebook to help further dispel these rather damaging cancer myths and misconceptions.
The one that’s in the forefront of my mind today is, “If cancer runs in my family then I’m fated to get it.” Okay, I admit it’s a bit odd that I choose this one to dispel when my mother and I both faced cancer (along with several other relatives). She had and survived Endometrial cancer, which is cancer of the uterine lining. I can and will dispute it though, because I am only one of seven children in my family to get cancer. I am the youngest, in fact, which means that if we are all fated to get it, the others probably would’ve seen signs by now, especially my brother Den who’s been smoking like a chimney since the Moody Blues first got moody.
You could argue that it passes from mother to daughter, but what about my sister Shannon? She’s been tested from one end to the other, no sign and she’s seven years older than me (which means that now I can really never eeeever reveal my true age).
I’m also living proof that even if you do get cancer, it doesn’t mean you’ll get the same cancer as your parent or wherever it runs in your family. Mine was colon cancer. One that has the misconception of being a “man’s cancer”, which given my lack of girly girl traits on the exterior and boy crazed interior, I was quick to jump on the bandwagon to dispel that one by spouting things like “as a matter of fact, the CDC (Center for Disease Control & Prevention) reported that In 2007 (the most recent year for which statistics are available), 142,672 Americans were diagnosed with colorectal cancer, including 72,755 men and 69,917 women.” Yeah, that’s right. That’s almost 50/50 and yes, these are the arguments I have with myself and anyone who’ll listen.
There are other myths and misconceptions out there regarding cancer. My advice would be to always question a presented truth until you, yourself, are satisfied. It’s important to be aware of your risks and options for prevention, but it’s equally important that you don’t let the concern of even the remotest possibility of getting cancer consume you or detract you from what you’re meant to be doing on this planet right now, living.
Advice I needed reminding of lately. Backing away from the computer for now, picking up my Martin and getting to work on that Jeff Diamond song I promised myself (and him) I’d learn :-) Love this pic. It was taken at one of my first open mics, where I was younger, smaller, in possession of only one chin and completely unaware that within weeks of it I’d be hearing the words “bad news I’m afraid…”