Sure, there are likely more than three prongs to Pinktober’s problems, but these three stand out. My discontent with Pinktober (Breast Cancer Awareness Month) is not about the color pink or pink ribbons at all. It goes much deeper than that. I actually love pink. I’ve been writing about this stuff for years now, as …
Those impacted by metastatic breast cancer want, need and deserve more than lip service during Breast Cancer Awareness Month and all year long, for that matter. Designating one day out of BCAM as National Metastatic Breast Cancer Awareness Day doesn’t cut it either (although it’s a start). Lip service is just not good enough. It …
As I’ve written before, October will always belong to my dad. This fact will never change, and I find so much comfort in it. And balance. And a lot of other things. But, of course, October also means it’s time to brace yourself. The Pink Wave is upon us. Again.
Recently, I finished reading The Gene: An Intimate History by Siddhartha Mukherjee, MD. Scribner, 2016. 596 pages. Most of us in Cancer Land are familiar with Mukherjee’s acclaimed 2011 Pulitzer prize-winning book, The Emperor of All Maladies. The latter was made into a PBS documentary. You can read my review of that four-part television series here. …
Okay, this one’s a ramble, a full-disclosure sort of post. More accurately, a let’s get a few things off my chest sort of post…You’ve been forewarned!