#breast cancer
A new treatment has been developed that could destroy hard to reach cancer tumors that evade normal treatment. The treatment utilizes existing equipment available at hospitals, as MRI scanners are already a vital tool for diagnosing cancer.
The magnetic fields of the MRI scanner are used to steer a small magnetic seed through the body and into the tumor, where it is then remotely activated to destroy the cancer cells with heat. The 2mm seeds can be navigated accurately, and cause little damage to tissues around the cancer.
The researchers call the therapy MINIMA, which stands for minimally invasive image-guided ablation.
Charity stream for the Breast Cancer Research Foundation
I’m currently on my way toward being a Twitch affiliate. In fact, I’m very close to getting there! I need to stream for a few more days this month, and I need 15 more followers
Once I reach affiliate status, I want to make my very first affiliate stream count. I’m going to be doing a charity stream for the Breast Cancer Research Foundation. Breast cancer has mad a significant impact in my life, as mu grandmother passed away a few years ago after being diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer.
If anyone would be willing to follow my Twitch, or share this post to spread the word, I will be incredibly grateful. I want to get the word out as much as possible, so that we can all aid in helping to donate to a good cause.
For anyone interested, my Twitch is https://m.twitch.tv/honeykitt/profile
You can also find the link in my bio
Warnings: Death mention
Breast Cancer Awareness AU
Virgil has always wondered why his friend Logan wore something pink every day. It was either a wristband, necklace, tie, or even nail polish. He also wondered why Logan wanted to become a doctor ever since Virgil met him in high school. Or maybe before Logan even met Virgil.
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Virgil and Logan were hanging out at Virgil’s house. Virgil noticed that Logan had a pink bracelet on. Logan noticed.
“What is it?” Logan asked.
“Nothing… just that I’ve always noticed you wearing something pink every day,” Virgil said. Logan just nodded. “Why though?”
Logan smiled softly and looked at the bracelet he had on. “A long time ago, both of my mothers had been diagnosed with breast cancer. One of my mothers died because of it before I went to high school. My other mother was just diagnosed with it.”
“Aren’t you sad then?” Virgil questioned. Logan shook his head.
“Not at all. I’m determined to find a cure for cancer that doesn’t involve killing off cells.” Logan said. “I just want to make my mothers proud of me.”
Virgil looked down and then stared into Logan’s eyes.
“Well, if that’s the case, I want to help you find a cure.” Virgil smiled. Logan raised his eyebrows.
“Really?” Logan looked into Virgil’s eyes.
“Of course. I want to help you in any way I can.” Virgil placed his hand on Logan’s hand. “I promise to help you find a cure, no matter what.”
Virgil softly kissed Logan’s lips. Logan kissed back. Virgil pulled away after a few moments and then leaned on Logan.
“Are you sure you want to help me?” Logan whispered.
“Of course, nerd,” Virgil said.
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And they did find a cure. Logan found it with Virgil’s help after forty years of researching and advanced technology.
Virgil kept his promise to Logan after all those years of trying and trying again.
You can achieve great stuff if you keep on trying and never give up on it.
THE HISTORIC INTERVIEW WITH SYRIA’S FIRST LADY ASMA AL ASSAD AFTER HER RECOVERY FROM BREAST CANCER, HAS STARTED ON SYRIAN TV.
As I sit across my mothers room as she is being injected with radiation before her pet scan a whole lot of emotions run through my mind. She has fought off breast cancer 3 years ago, had cancer moles removed, had a hysterectomy to assure ovarian cancer would not happen, had cancerous polyps removed during a colonoscopy. She looks scared, tells the nurse all about her grandchildren (my kids) and how proud she is of them. That’s the first time I witnessed her telling a complete stranger how much they make her happy and proud. My mother is a tough woman at times even seems cold but in that moment she is as just a proud grandmother with a will to live to watch them grow up. They just took her away for the pet scan and right when she was out of sight my mask filled up with tears. I held it in all morning, I made small talk about after Christmas sales, how much the gas prices went up I wanted to talk about anything besides what was happening today. Today we will know if there’s any cancerous masses anywhere in her body. Waiting is the worst part. First you wait for the appointment, then you want in the waiting room, then you wait for results, then you wait for treatment, wait to see if it worked. Cancer is one big waiting game. Cancer doesn’t discriminate, could care less if you smoke, drink, do drugs, if you are a good person or an ass. Cancer is determined and sneaky but good luck trying to take on my mom. I pray the scans are clear, for cancer’s sake.
Mother and daughter is the most sacred relationship. It’s fragile, difficult at times, rewarding and special. Or so it should be. My whole life I wanted a close relationship with my mom, I wanted it to be a friendship as I got older. I love my mother, she means the world to me but she can make it very hard at times to want to spend long periods of time with her. Comments about my weigh gain, the outfit I have on, my hair looked better blonde, my shoes were bought at target and all that can be covered in the first 3 minutes. Followed up by how I need to save money and travel through Europe, wear nicer clothes, cut my son’s hair and teach my kids Russian. If you didn’t get it by now my mom is for sure Russian. Growing up I felt loved but I never felt close to her. I never felt comfortable talking about boys or anything I was going though. My mom didn’t just skip over the sex conversation but she also never covered the menstrual cycle topic so when the time came, I was 11 crying inside a clothing store that I was bleeding no idea why. I don’t think she intentionally skipped those topics, I truly think she just didn’t know how to talk about it. I hope my daughter comes to me with problems, boy issues and anything else. I want to be the safe space for her. I know growing up I did not want to open up about a boy I liked I didn’t want to get in trouble or be judged. I felt so alone as a child and I would have to have my kids feel that. Communication is so important when raising kids. I want both kids to always feel like that they call us, talk to us about anything. Now that I am a mother myself I still struggle with the relationship with my mom. To this day I feel judgement, disappointment, lack of support when I talk to her about certain topics and I am that little girl all over again, the one that just wants her mom to be proud. Tomorrow morning I am going with my mom to get her pet scan of her whole body to see if she has cancer in any organs. She fought off breast cancer a few years back and most recently had a cancerous polyp removed which led us here. In situations like this all the hard times that I’ve had with my mother evaporate from my memory and only the good ones remain. The way she used to French braid my hair, the way she would rub my face when I was falling asleep. Her love of thrifting that she has passed on to me. Her inability to not cry to sad movies. Her love for the sun and being tan was also passed on to me. Her apple cake that she bakes at lease once a week. My mother is strong in many ways, the ways that allows her to win arguments, get out of a speeding ticket, get something on sale. But when it comes to Cancer- the strong opinionated woman becomes very small. I have to be her support. I have to keep her positive and not let her break down. She will not fall, she will not fail, she won’t give in, she will only rise!
i need to vent a little without burdening my family and friends
the last two months have been a whirlwind of working way too many hours and dealing with breast cancer related things. Im so exhausted. Last month my mom found out her breast cancer came back and its been scary and emotional. She got a double mastectomy and she will be starting chemo this month. I made her a bunch of special shirts, a drain apron and a special pillow to help and because its the only thing i knew how to do.
I was also reminded that I need to get my tumor checked as well. I have a tumor in my breast that was previously benign but I was told this could change and id need to get it checked. Ive been experiencing pain and discomfort in that breast and armpit a lot the last year so I decided to get it checked again. My appointment was yesterday and needless to say i was a little emotional. I watched a good friend of mine die from breast cancer and now my mom has it again and Im so worried about her while also feeling like a ticking time bomb myself.
its kind of funny. When I first found a lump in my breast nearly 10 years ago to the day, after calling my mom in a panic the first person i talked to about it was my friend whitney, who was my manager at the time. She hugged me, told me it would be ok and was wonderful support and Ill always remember her for it. She has always been a wonder woman fan, her kitchen was full of wonder woman things. Yesterday when I went in for my appt. each room had a themed bra hanging from it. The room i got was wonder woman theme. It made me cry, but it felt like she was there with me again. She may have passed but it just kind of felt nice.
unfortunately the appointment didnt go well. I had one full set of mammograms done, then a secondary one and an ultrasound. It turns out that the tumor has grown a bit an accumulated a friend, a second smaller mass. I am to get a biopsy soon to figure it out. Im scared. First because ultrasound guided biopsies fucking suck and the thought of it is making my stomach turn. I wish they would just put you under for it. And second because im terrified i have cancer too.
Dianna Effner “Sisters Walk Together” breast cancer awareness doll
Found this cute doll at work a week ago. I just loved how detailed she was. When I looked her up online found out she’s apparently rare and worth around $150. I say that’s pretty good find when I got her for $3 with my discount
Rare cancer linked to breast implant used by millions of women
A type of breast implant used by millions of women around the world is under scrutiny after French surgeons were advised to stop using it because of a potential link with a rare kind of cancer.
Textured breast implants have been linked with anaplastic large cell lymphoma (ALCL), which forms in the scar capsule around the implant and normally begins with pain and swelling in the breast.
Women who have the implants and capsules removed can make a full recovery, but if left untreated the disease can spread throughout the body and become life-threatening.
There is growing concern about the effects of the implants, with figures collected by plastic surgeons suggesting there have been at least 615 cases of the disease associated with breast implants, and 16 deaths.
Dealing with cancer is extremely difficult. While people try to remain somewhat positive and active, cancer inevitably decreases
Dearest Sweatpants & Coffee tribe, The other day as I was turning onto my street, which is in a quiet, residential neighborhood, a car traveling in the opposite direction cut the corner and almost hit me. As I swerved to avoid a collision, my body zinging with adrenaline, I let out a mighty battle cry. Except it sounded like this: “Rawr.” You always try to imagine what your battle cry might be,…