A TRIBUTE TO BREAST CANCER SURVIVORS:
Warrior Women in our Everyday Lives
I love October, and it has nothing to do with the fact that
it is my birth month, although that helps. I love the coming
of the dark half of the year. The pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns,
the cool briskness that takes over the air and the fact that
I get to wear all my favorite sweaters and start the cuddling
up in a warm chair and reading phase of the year. October
has always been about anticipation of great times to come,
Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hannukah and New Year's,
the ski season and trips to visit family. October is also
the month of magic and intuition. October 31st, All Hallow's
Eve is said to be the time of year when the veil that separates
our world from the 'spirit' or 'otherworld' is at it's thinnest.
Enchantment and all things are possible in October. It is
a feminine and insightful month and a great time to curve
and swerve that body and soul of yours into body/mind bliss.
On
a more sobering note, October is also Breast Cancer Awareness
month. I'm getting a mammogram this month. October 27th to
be exact. I hate them, but I've been told by my doc they're
necessary. I've been hearing about a digital mammogram machine
that is even more powerful and better at detecting breast
cancer, especially for younger, pre-menopausal, and/or denser
breasts. Unfortunately, only 7% of mammogram machines used
today are digital because they are far more expensive than
the traditional machines. Hmmmm.... The scariness is what
I dread the most. What if they find something? What then?
What will I do? How will I handle it? And that makes me think
of all the extraordinary women who have come face-to-face
with positive results. My empathic mind tells what they must
have felt like. Scared, lump in the throat kind of panic.
How does one come up against so great a villain? What in life
prepares you for this war?
The true
warrior is the woman who has fought the war against cancer
-- one grueling battle at a time. I've seen it firsthand.
My sister who is a Stage 4 breast cancer survivor is one of
the greats of all time. I give her great respect, yet she
doesn't act a hero. She's quite an unassuming
warrior really, just a seemingly normal everyday woman, mother
of two, a schoolteacher in Kingwood, WV. She wears her hair
quite short these days in the aftermath. The scars across
her chest are large and ragged. She wears them with indifference,
they just happen to be there. I remember the days of no hair,
the vomiting, the pain. Today she laughs and likes to drink
red wine. She loves blue plaid and anything gingham. But I
think of what she has been through. I remember when she was
first diagnosed and I looked in her eyes -- there was confusion
and fear. She didn't understand the what, the why of
it all.
In the
United States alone, more than one in eight women will suffer
from breast cancer during their lifetime. Breast cancer continues
to rob an estimated 40,000 women of their lives each year.
Breast cancer strikes everywhere - it doesn't
discriminate. Educated or illiterate, married or single, rich
or poor... people of all ages, races, even genders, are
attacked by this life-threatening disease. But we've
come a long way towards eradicating it, and we will continue
to do so, thanks to these fierce women who've faced
breast cancer head on and forge new territories within research,
treatment and recovery, both physical and emotional. Without
them, where would be? We need to celebrate, pay tribute to
these incredible, fierce women. They look fear straight in
the eye and teach us so much every day, even if we do not
realize it in the minutia of our daily lives.
This
month is the time to celebrate these women who work to protect
us all. We all know someone who has suffered from this disease,
my beautiful sister being one of them. Proud survivors range
from so many women in our everyday lives to those in the media,
who thankfully use their celebrity stature to garner more
attention and assistance for the disease. Two of my Music
Picks this month are in honor of Melissa Etheridge, who recently
faced breast cancer so vividly and is doing everything she
can to raise awareness and increase funding for research.
Who can forget her amazing performance on the Grammy Awards?
In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month, we must take time
to really, truly appreciate, celebrate... and, actually, exalt
the warrior women in our lives who are soldiers representing
us all. And then let's really do something this month (and
the rest of the year)... there are multitudes of opportunities
that are within reach in October -- fundraisers, 10K runs
and walks. The S Factor community is made up of strong, wise,
brave women... together, we can make a difference, and we've
compiled a list
of resources to help. So let's get on it... write me and
tell me what you are all doing or give us info on any opportunities
that you know of.
And while you're out there paying tribute to these brave women,
don't forget the one in your mirror. Get a mammogram. It's
important. Totally scary, yes, we know that. But we at the
S Factor are here for you, your friends, your sisters, your
mothers - we're all here for you.
During
my sister's last battle with cancer, I finally saw the
fear go out of her eyes and it soothed and inspired me. In
her last, most intense battle there was no more fear -- only
conviction, fight, and unwavering strength. An "Okay,
mother fucker, you want a fight?" kind of power. It
made me see her not as a victim of fate but, and I don't
use this word lightly, a warrior. Heroic with great shining
light and an awesome hip-hop soundtrack, the kind of lighting
reserved for Hollywood action movies.
I'm
getting a mammogram and I'm going to think positive
thoughts. I'm going to meditate the night before. Give
my breasts a warm oiled massage to get the blood flowing and
lymph cleansing. (I actually do this massage now daily.) Not
knowing is not an option because not knowing is a death sentence.
Don't think because you didn't get a mammogram
and don't know that nothing's wrong, that everything
will be OK. Get a mammogram. I don't care how young
or old you are. Give yourself a fighting chance.
All
my love and respect,
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BODY
CONSCIOUS |
Massage
I get a massage once a week, every week. I don't see it
as a luxury; I see it as a necessity. I'd just as soon go without food than body care. Most of the time I get a massage from my man, sometimes I do it myself and occassionally I get to have a professional. I have the great honor
and fortune to live in this beautiful vessel and I am damned
well going to treat her right. I try to feed her well, dress
her well and I even give her a little high with a martini every
now and then. I keep her happy and warm in cool weather, cool
in the heat. And I use her well, I demand a lot from her. She
walks me around in this world. I throw her into the most gravity-defying
pole tricks. I place a lot of stress on her with an insanely
hectic schedule. This body has been very, very good to me and,
because I love my life, I am going to be very, very good to
her. This means I give her the pleasure and healing benefits
of a massage every week, and I wish it were twice.
Massage
promotes increased circulation of blood and lymph fluid (lymph
is a milky white fluid that drains impurities and wastes away
from tissue cells) - this is a very good thing. It exalts
the immune system, reduces muscle tension, soothes the nervous
system, increases the range of motion in the joints, improves
the function of sebaceous and sweat glands keeping the skin
clean, lubricated and cool, and increases the oxygen capacity
in your blood by 10-15% (that means your muscles work better).
I could go on and on. Better digestion, health and happiness
is all right there with a simple massage. I know, I know you
can't afford it. Sometimes you don't have to pay
for a massage, sometimes you can trade massages with a friend
or lover, or… and this is what I do a lot of the time…
self-massage. I work on a particularly sore part of my body.
A strained hip flexor, a tight shoulder, or… and this
is particularly relevant this month… my breasts.
I've
been working with my body and movement for years. I have had
many massage therapists and almost every single one of them
has delicately moved around my breasts. All with the exception
of an older Russian masseuse in Toronto, who just blew my
mind open. Hey, my breasts are a part of my body. I have strong
pectoral muscles under them and until I came across this wonderful
Russian woman, no one had ever massaged my chest area. No,
it was not sexy or sexual or even sensual; it was healthy
and happy. My breasts were like, "Wow, someone's
moving all the fluids and stimulating us in a healthy way."
Years later, I strained a pectoral muscle. Not one massage
therapist in this country would massage the area fully. They
were ever so delicate in moving lightly around the mounds
of flesh that are my breasts. Damn, people, just because they're
sexual for men they are not always sexual for me! My children
nursed from them, they're stuck in a tight fitting bra
almost every day so that I can move about without hurting
them. So believe me when I say the greatest thing on earth
is finding a masseuse who will work your chest area - breasts,
pecs and all. I have finally found that. She is a massage
therapist that I trust and who I've worked with for
five years. Now if that is out of the question for you, then
self-massaging your pecs and your breasts is an absolute must.
If the only time you find yourself touching your breasts is
during intimate moments and giving yourself a monthly breast
exam looking for lumps, let's change the scenario here
and not neglect them any longer! Please, do yourself the favor,
click on the link below for a breast massage technique that
will keep your babies healthy, happy and much touched!
http://www.hps-online.com/breast-cancer.htm#massage
For
more information about the benefits of massage, please check
out this link:
http://www.massagetoday.com/archives/2001/09/03.html
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BODY
CHANGES POLL RESULTS |
Wow…
pretty interesting how we all feel about the changes in our
bodies. This is how the rest of the S Factor feels about the
evolution their luscious, ever-changing bodies go through.
I got my first period:
In grade school: 15.79%
In middle school/junior high: 47.37%
High school: 36.84%
In my 20s : 0%
When
I got my first period, I was:
Bummed: 21.05%
Scared: 15.79%
Indifferent: 26.32%
Ecstatic! Thought I was never gonna get it! : 36.84%
The
worst part of my PMS is/was:
Bloating: 15.79%
Irritability/Mood swings: 21.05%
Increased appetite: 0%
Fatigue: 26.32%
Migraines: 26.32%
Painful, swollen breasts: 5.26%
The
worst part of my period is/was:
The cramps: 47.37%
Heavy bleeding: 15.79%
Fatigue: 36.84%
Physical sensitivity: 0%
Nothing! I love(d) every minute of it!: 0%
I
control my period with:
Birth control pills: 21.05%
The Patch: 5.26%
The Ring: 0%
The Depro-Provera shot: 0%
Nothing - I let it run its own course: 63.16%
Having
sex during my period is:
Great - my sex drive is better than ever: 15.79%
The same as always: 0%
Too messy: 42.11%
Uncomfortable: 26.32%
Something I never do: 5.26%
When
I stop having my period, I think I will:
Rejoice: 52.63%
Be sad: 5.26%
Be indifferent: 31.58%
Not applicable: 0%
I
stopped having my period. It makes me feel:
Sad: 10.53%
Indifferent: 0%
ECSTATIC!!!: 15.79%
Not applicable: 68.42%
Please
tell us your age range:
18-25: 10.46%
26-34 : 11.11%
35-43 : 41.83%
44-52: 26.14%
53-61: 5.23%
61-70: 0%
71+: 5.23%
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