June 3, 2018
I don’t know all the rules about cancer and all the stuff that goes with it. Actually, I didn’t think there were rules. Cancer never seemed to have rules as to who it would strike or whether or not they would survive. I just knew that some people got cancer and some didn’t. Some young, some old and some middle-aged. Some people were genetically predisposed and others weren’t. I know people who lived and some who’ve died.
I saw a Facebook post earlier declaring today as Cancer Survivor’s Day. It made me stop and think. What does that even mean? After doing a little Googling to find out more about this new holiday I probably need to keep track of, I found that National Cancer Survivor’s Day is held the 1st Sunday in June each year. Good to know. I also learned that there is not just one day for Relay for Life. I don’t know why I didn’t realize that before. I looked because my friends from my old church group in Houston walked for me last month. It feels so weird to have people walking in my honor.
So, am I a survivor? Does it count if I’m still going through treatment? Do I need to feel like I’ve survived something before I can call myself a survivor? I haven’t done anything except manage to keep putting one foot in front of the other while on chemo. I’m still recovering from surgery. I’m still putting one foot in front of the other and taking each day as it comes. Maybe I’m a little afraid that if I start calling myself a survivor before I’m completely done with treatment, that I’m asking for some sort of karmic punch in the face.