So why does breast cancer concern me? I am not a girl, but my mum was and so was my nana . I suppose it runs in the family. Having had cancer, my nana died many years ago and mum had cancer when she was 50, doctors mended her and cancer was just a memory for another 25 years. I was blessed that both nana and mum lived long and happy lives. But mum did not want to face up to further treatment and chose to say goodbye peacefully , at home in her bed. Mums younger brother had cancer in his early twenties and suffered substantial antiquated surgery . He has enjoyed a full and rich life and now in his older age lives peacefully and contented.
Doctors encouraged us children, (myself, my brother and two sisters) to be tested for the faulty gene which had caused mums cancer. You see, when we are born we inherit either dads gene or mums gene. Mums was faulty. It was just a 50/50 chance that we inherited her faulty gene rather than dads healthy gene. Well, so far, three of us have the faulty gene and one of us doesn't want to be tested.
For me it means I now get to have a rather awkward and embarrassing camera job, once a year and a few other tests. All designed to diagnose my faulty gene becoming naughty, at a very early stage. These tests help me to accept that I will be treated quickly when the time comes (it's a 1 in 3 chance). The doctor says I will not die of cancer, and I believe him. For my sisters and nieces it's a whole different matter. Whilst my faulty gene will not give me breast cancer, theirs might. For them they have a choice..........live with the odds and wait, or take a pro active stance and go for the removal of perfectly healthy breasts in a controlled and planned manner. Understanding that it is better to do so before cancer strikes.
This does not end the problem. The faulty cancer gene may be passed on to any or all of our children, nephews and nieces, their children too. Which of them have inherited a faulty gene ? Well the tests are all done and the results are in. My children and my brothers and sisters children, and their children all have the same 50/50 chance and those younger ones, especially the girls, are making their choices. Having finished bearing children themselves, the choices to retain or remove their womb and or their boobs are being made. The teenagers are probably wondering whether to marry early and raise children while time is on their side.
Yet, the sun still shines brightly for our generations as medical research can detect, repair and prolong lives. In a coming generation, dying of cancer will be a thing of the past. Let us do our part, as the generations that made the difference in bringing forward that day.
So in my efforts to bring breast cancer awareness to the many young ones in my family, I swim for their cause. I thank ICE WATCHES for sponsoring my next swim and return some of that favour by (amongst other things) providing them with the rest of this page for their product.