karin and familyIn Sept 2005, I was informed that I had a large, invasive and aggressive tumour in my left breast and lymph nodes. My Oncologist had broken the news to us as he sat warmly shoulder to shoulder next to me on the examining bed; in response to my husband’s question about whether we should expedite a visit from my parents, he smiled broadly, and, in his British accent said “…well, she’s not falling off the perch anytime soon!”. That statement made us laugh through our tears, and with it began my “Monty Python-esque” journey of determination, pain and fear that continues to this day.

In the last four years, through intense treatments and a slow return to my new life, I have learned SO much:

  • I learned that I had few choices as I faced this challenge – but how I responded was (mostly) within my control; I could feel like a victim and wallow in self pity, or I could take it up as a challenge and face it head-on with determination and my own cynical brand of humour ; anger and a sense of “why me” that many others seem to feel were not what I wanted for myself (why NOT me?); I was determined not to feel like a victim or allow any one to treat me as such
  • I learned to laugh at absolutely everything without fear; Monty Python’s “Always Look at the Bright Side of Life” sung by the condemned characters in the Life of Brian movie became my anthem, “I’m not Dead Yet” (from another Python film) became my slogan, and 10 months later, when my hair grew back after chemotherapy, I dyed it bright purple
  • I learned to place all my trust and faith in science and in the competent hands of those whose job it is so save my life, one of whom is my main doctor, who happened to be in the forefront of a campaign that brought a drug into Canada that ultimately took my prognosis from “poor” to “good”
  • I learned to accept all offers of help with grace and gratitude
  • I also learned that I needed to accept people’s tears, pain, unsolicited advice and sympathy as well-intended, no matter how disempowered they might make me feel

Team Carin’ 4 Karin in action

I learned that I am actually the luckiest person alive to have family and friends who stood by me: there were those 60 people who lovingly created and joined a Caring for Karin team for a fundraiser on my behalf, the girlfriends who wore a t-shirt with my name on it every time I went to chemotherapy, the friend who dropped off hot pancakes at my doorstep on Sunday mornings, those who loved me, hugged me, cared for my children and the friend who offered us a generous cheque to fly my mother in from South Africa to help; I will NEVER forget any of those loving gestures as long as I live.

  • I have learned not to be scared to say what I feel and think
  • I learned to grab life with both hands and run with it
  • I learned that aging is a blessing, not a curse
  • I learned that while I don’t know if I’ll be here this time next year, I AM here now and that is all that matters

Group hug for Carin’ 4 Karin

And it’s true – I am NOT dead yet. I love my life, and have taken to telling people that if not for the fear of what the future brings, I would be grateful to this disease, for giving me perspective, granting me strength and reminding me to enjoy what I have in the here and the now.