BCAM: October 13th

Most of us who have or have had breast cancer, especially if we are older when we are diagnosed, do not have to face Stage IV. But shouldn’t more be done for those lovely young women whose cancer has spread and they have no hope or seeing their children grow up? For husbands who have to mourn the loss of their spouse, support their children, and raise them all by themselves? For the children who lose the most important woman in their lives?

Today, if you are a praying person, please designate some time to remember these young women. Share Abigail’s post. Click on her links. Tell her that her life matters.

I tried reblogging this post, but the button didn’t work, so bear with me as I do this the old fashioned cut and paste way.

Abigail Johnston

Breast Cancer Awareness Month Day 13

by Abigail Johnston

Today is the ONE day during Breast Cancer Awareness Month allocated to those of us who are Stage IV. When I was diagnosed, I was astonished to learn that we get one day. We are dying 365 days of the year, 24/7, and we get ONE day in all of October?!

Frankly, it feels like just one more slight, one more way that the powers that be can sideline those of us who are the elephant in the room. By being present, we remind everyone of their mortality. By being present at the table when breast cancer is discussed, we remind those who want to categorize breast cancer as the easy cancer, that there is a dark side. By being vocal, we make lots of people uncomfortable. By asking that someone pay attention, we force others to be reminded of their own mortality.

I get it. Read more

Published by Abigail Johnston

I’m a daughter, a wife, a mother, and I’ve been living with Stage IV Metastatic Breast Cancer since March, 2017. All of the words I publish are my own. View all posts by Abigail Johnston

Author: Marsha

Hi, I'm Marsha Ingrao, author, blogger and retired teacher/consultant - Promoting Hobby Blogging

18 thoughts on “BCAM: October 13th”

  1. This year it feels like the usual “pink” October promotions are backburnered because of Covid. How sad to read that breast cancer stage 4 gets one day when all breast cancer awareness at least got one month of notoriety. Thank you for sharing these, Marsha, and reminding us that cancer takes lives at the worst and changes lives forever.

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    1. Thank you, Terri. Even the puny breast cancers like mine change lives. I can’t even imagine the magnitude of how much worse it is on all fronts for those with Stage IV. Abigail has the gumption to keep fighting and I think I would wallow in the pain and my own self-pity. I hope she (and we supporting her) can make a difference. Thanks for reading her posts. She is doing one a day! πŸ™‚

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    1. Your shoes are gorgeous and your poem amazing. So did you have cancer as well, or do you still? I notice all your Bloggerbash awards on your widget wall. Congratulations. Well done.

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      1. I have been lucky enough to Escape Cancer fingers crossed. I have written that poem for my friends and family that have not been so lucky. I have been ill though and have been in and out of hospital this year. … I always try and support everyone fighting cancer πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

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    1. Thank you, Yvette. Abigail is a truly astounding woman. I wish there was something to be done to reverse the cancer. Maybe our reading and sharing will make a difference in how much they get for research for Stage IV.

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