As Labor Day approaches, you won't find me making big plans for the long weekend. I tend to keep my calendar open so I can take it easy and reflect on what this holiday has come to mean for me. Four years ago, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. What makes this anniversary a bit raw is that I found out that a friend was diagnosed last week. I felt compelled to write an open letter to her, and anyone else in my network who has been impacted by cancer. The fear, confusion, guilt, and pain of it all never really goes away, but it does get a little easier to navigate. I've chosen to provide a shoulder to cry on for those new to the cancer club. Trust me, the bouncer at the door of this club is a real jerk, and the cover fee is absurd, but once you're inside you'll find a lovely community of people who have been where you are and have the inner knowing that you're going to be OKAY. Those early days put you in a swirl because you’re faced with so many micro decisions that need to be navigated carefully with very little information. So, my advice to newly diagnosed friends and family would be the following:
I'm used to joining boards and being a member of a variety of organizations, but being a member of the miscarriage club, the skin cancer club, and now the breast cancer club were never in my plans. My favorite role in all of this has been mentor. At any time, any day of the week, I want all of you to know that you can call me to vent, cry, scream, air your frustrations with our healthcare system, talk through what's being thrown at you by your medical providers, or to simply pray together. I'm four years into this journey and with that comes a sense of calm and peace that I would like to pass along to anyone who needs to borrow some for themselves. It certainly doesn't mean I'm not scared, or that I don't think about the risk of reoccurrence every single day of my life, but warriors must do things while scared. That's the only way to move the needle, make progress, and beat this thing. To bolster your armor - choose your why, print some calming pictures that you can take into the operating room with you, maybe even curate a playlist, but take some deep breaths and know that you are not alone, you WILL be okay, and this ordeal will make you stronger when you’re on the other side of it. You’ll feel a sense of purpose and gratitude the first time you serve as a mentor to someone in your circle who is newly diagnosed. I'm here for you, my brothers and sisters. Call to Action: Remember to schedule your mammogram and any other annual screenings, because a diagnosis today is SO much better than a diagnosis that’s too late. With love, Linné P.S. What advice would you give to someone you care about who was recently diagnosed with a scary disease or disorder? Please share your insights here so everyone can benefit from your wisdom! ©Linné M. Diiorio, CMP. All Rights Reserved.
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