“My treatment on chemotherapy drugs was called CAF, a common cocktail for breast cancer. The regime combines cyclosphosphamide, doxorubican (andriamycin) and fluorouracil. Adriamycin is one of the most toxic chemotherapy agents available, notorious for its drastic side effects. It is a fluorescent red and when one sees the fluid flowing into one’s veins, nausea begins and a feeling of helplessness takes over – the body produces a violent reaction and fights it.
Nausea becomes a way of life, also vomiting and extreme fatigue.” ~ Tracey Derrick
READ MORE ABOUT THE WHAT, WHY & SIDE-EFFECTS OF CAF HERE
TAKEAWAY: Listen in to ABC’s Project Manager, Salome Meyer, chat with Kfm about why she’s determined to make her fight against breast cancer count!!
I was supposed to write a post for today about diagnosis – and how it affects our partners… And though I discovered many incredibly useful articles and began jotting down key points for today’s post, I stumbled upon this video of a man telling the love story of him and his wife, and how her breast cancer diagnosis changed their lives… As I type, (tears; I try to blink them away before anyone walks into my office) I have decided to abandon the very practical blog post I’d mapped out and rather post it tomorrow — because right now, this man’s story will give you so much more than my blog post ever could.
TAKEAWAY: (Maybe worth sharing with your loved ones?) Read Angelo’s blog: The Battle We Didn’t Chooseand see how he photographed their cancer journey. He says: ‘I created to suvive.’
On this Inspirational Sunday, we are proud to present Babalwa Malgas’s poignantly majestic poem she wrote about her breast cancer journey:
“Today was different,
As I watch my hands trace the contours of my body, I felt my soft skin against the velvet rubbing of my hands,
Suddenly I felt the rush of sea waves and tasted the salt.
The taste was different from 3 years ago. Today it was soul-fulfilling. I continued with my journey and discovered the unique islands around my stomach.
Yesterday I called them bruises,
Today I call them evidence.
Oh yes, my second chance in life.
I felt the stretching of the corners of my m…outh. It was a smile. A smile from the memories,
Memories of the dark clouds before the sun shines,
Memories of a coward who once thought she was dying.
A smile of new memories. A smile of Courage and Victory. A Thank You smile at second chances.
Yes, a smile of changing the C to courage, chances, care, crown. Cancer, you were once a chance-taker but now you have been reduced to a coward.
As I finish the journey, I was already touching my toes. I heard a roar of thunder. It was laughter from the heart. I have not laughed like that in a long time. Funny, I’ve had this body for 39 years but today I did not only value its beauty but its toughness to withstand the test of needles and various medicines.
I touched my bruises and no matter how painful they could be,
Today they are evidence of Triumph, Life and Courage.
Wonderful are the works of God.
Mira sunt Opera Dei”
~ Written by Babalwa Malgas, Breast Cancer Survivor ~