October

This is me when I was 3 months into my cancer journey. No hair. Had chemo 10 days before I delivered the girls. Did chemo 30 days after the girls were born. I never took a picture of my bald head because it made me so incredibly sad. 

A year ago, October wasn’t Breast Cancer Awareness month for me. I maybe wore pink on a Friday at work or maybe bought something with the ribbon on it at the grocery store. 

That’s not my life anymore. Breast cancer awareness is every day for me. Every day when I look in the mirror, at my hair, my port, my in-between surgery body. Every day when I take 7 chemo pills and tons of other meds to reduce symptoms. Every 3 weeks when I meet with my oncologist and get an infusion. 

So this October, wear all the pink you want, but please remember to notice those suffering. The scars-mental and physical-don’t disappear.  Remember to do self-checks monthly to catch something early.  Early detection saves lives. Chemotherapy saves lives. Oncologists with years of experience save lives. 

I am thankful for all the pink. It’s been my favorite color my whole life, so the more the merrier 🩷🎀