I don't remember when I first heard about The SCAR Project. It was probably through the YSC. Yesterday, D and I got to visit the last day of the 2nd annual gallery exhibit of The SCAR Project, a collection of images of young women facing breast cancer, beautifully photographed by David Jay.
The SCAR Project website explains:
The mission is three-fold: raise public consciousness of early-onset breast cancer, raise funds for breast cancer research/outreach programs and help young survivors see their scars, faces, figures and experiences through a new, honest and ultimately empowering lens.
For me, this project is so special because when I was doing my research for my own cancer surgeries and decision-making, the one thing I could not find enough of was good examples, and images, of other young women who had been through a similar experience.
I hope to soon get involved with this project. Please check it out here:
The SCAR Project website
The SCAR Project Facebook Page
Also, last month I participated in the American Cancer Society's Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk in Central Park, as part of the New York-Presbyterian hospital team. I raised nearly 2X my $250 goal and it was a nice way to celebrate finally circling back around to a year since this all began! Click here for my donation page and for more information please go to the American Cancer Society's Making Strides Against Breast Cancer website.
I always knew 30 would be a big year for me...I just never imagined breast cancer would be the reason.
How I came to this blog
For as long as I can remember I had been so excited about my 30th birthday. It was going to be a big year for me, I could feel it. I had no idea a breast cancer diagnosis would turn out to be the reason. I was actually told I had "early breast cancer" at 29, about three weeks before my 30th birthday. What I had is called Ductal Carcinoma In Situ (DCIS), which is also considered "stage 0 breast cancer." While it was caught at the earliest possible stage, and my life was never in immediate danger, I still had to undergo mastectomy, including lymph node removal, and reconstruction. My birthday came and went a couple weeks before my mastectomy. More than once I looked down at the "F 30" on my hospital bracelet and wondered, "where did my 30th birthday go?" This will definitely be an interesting year.