Pink explosion

After the C-bomb (cancer) dropped on my life, we have now the P-explosion (pink).

I had enough of Pink October. Breast Cancer Awareness Month should in my opinion be called Cure Breast Cancer Month.

Sometimes I just want to feel normal and not be reminded every minute that I have breast cancer. But it is hard to forget when everywhere you go and everywhere you look there’s something pink. Advertisements in the newspapers and magazines, posters in the tube, little pink ribbons for sale by the till at any shop, pink mugs, pink wigs, pink chocolates, pink perfumes, pink lipsticks, pink socks, pink umbrellas, pink mobile phones, pink coca-cola.., and so on and so on.... It’s an over kill. Even I had a pink moment a while back. Sometimes I have an impression companies are using the Pink October campaign to promote their products more than anything else. Although I am also aware that a lot o companies are genuinely trying to support cancer campaigns and without their support a lot of funds would be lost.

Wouldn’t all this money be better spent on research? I wonder how much funds are raised and how much is actually spent on research. Please find the cause of cancer, a cure for it and patient friendly treatments. I know I am asking a lot, but I do hope we can get it soon.

More than awareness, we need a cure. We need also to learn how to prevent it. Aren’t we all aware of it already? It doesn’t only happen to others (as I naively believed in before) and early detection can save your live (as I hope it will save mine). But even knowing I have a good prognosis I still fear the M-word (metastasis) and the R-word (recurrence) and I wish everyday for someone to find the cure for cancer.

Today I saw a completely pink cab saying “Wear it pink”. I needed a cab but I took the bus instead.

About feeling normal, I have to add that more and more I have the need to feel normal and although I have no problem talking about my cancer and answering any question people might have, I really enjoy the moments when I can talk about other things. The other day I went out with two friends and apart from a comment about my head scarf because they hadn’t seen me without hair yet and I understand my look has changed, we did not talk about cancer. It was so nice not to think about it for a couple of hours.