After four years in the social media cancer community, I
finally felt the sting of an antagonistic, non-productive comment. But, as with
most things social, it certainly got me thinking.
Last week, along with 40 other breast cancer advocates, I attended
a training in San Diego to learn about cell biology; mechanisms of metastases;
immunology and immunotherapy; systematic review and meta-analysis; policy advocacy
and much, much more. We now make up the ProjectLEAD Class of 2017 and will each
take our learnings back to our respective communities to further enhance and
accelerate our advocacy work.
When I posted a photo of this incredible group, a friend, a
staunch advocate for metastatic research and an incredible human being asked me
publicly via Facebook comments to make sure the needs of the metastatic
community are added to the conversation.
I expected this request.
Metastatic breast cancer continues to kill ~110 women each
day and yet receives minimal funding from key sources. I assured her that, “My goal every single day
is to find a way to stop premature death from all cancers and to preserve the
highest quality of life along the way.”
What I did not expect was a comment to my reply from another
individual, “How! What are you really doing?” This and a couple other comments
(that have since been deleted by the commenter) had me feeling a bit defensive.
Okay, REALLY defensive.
But it did get me thinking. What in the heck DO I actually do?
I realized the question was likely rhetorical but felt that
I should still be able to answer the nuts and bolts of my day to day.
So I did what I typically do in times of mental and
emotional turmoil, I brewed and extra pot of coffee, gave it some thought and
then went to the gym to shed the frustration and find my words.
Rather than list out the research projects I’m collaborating
with and how they play a role in either improving quality of life or improving
therapies; or share the roles I play in defining and evolving patient services;
or even explain the new realm of health policy advocacy I’ve been lending my
voice to; I thought I’d share the basics.
So THIS is what I have been doing for the past few years and
this is what I do EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.:
I share. I share my story to help demystify the realities of
receiving, understanding and dealing with a cancer diagnosis. Some shares are
more challenging that others but I share the clinical and emotional details of my
treatment and survivorship in the hopes that, as knowledge breeds understanding
and empathy, we can collectively transform the system to meet the unmet or
unspoken clinical and holistic needs of the over 15M cancer survivors in the
United States. And then I freely share my knowledge, my resources and my
connections.
I listen. I listen to other patients, caregivers, family
members, healthcare providers, healthcare innovators and health policy makers.
I listen to learn. I listen so others might feel seen, heard and held. I listen
to understand the care abouts of each audience so that I can help find our
common threads and stitch together bridges that can help us cross our divides.
I speak up. As I learned from an incredible advocate at the
2015 PCORI Annual Meeting, I am fortunate to have keys. I have a house key –
which means I have shelter. I have a car key – which means I have
transportation. I have an office key – which means I have gainful employment. I
speak up for myself and I speak up for those who have no keys. I mentioned
recently to a friend that there comes a time in everyone’s life where they need
to use their voice. I am simply grateful I’ve had so much support in finding
mine.
These three things, in every particular combination, define
my advocacy work, define my consulting work and define my person.
Four years ago on this very day, I ingested my first
Tamoxifen pill and felt I transitioned from cancer patient to cancer survivor.
Today my personal life and my advocacy life are very much intertwined. I am
gutted with every loss in our community and I am buoyed by every NED or stable
scan. I am skeptical regarding news of “breakthrough” science but am an eager collaborator
with those individuals and organizations taking a person-centric approach with
their research. I spend hours holding space for those who are scared, angry,
confused or relieved and then I spend hours on clinicaltrials.gov searching for
potential treatment options for those who have exhausted the options provided
by their physicians. I am grateful to have clarity of purpose (if a slightly
overbooked calendar) and an incredibly supportive, brilliant medical, research
and advocacy community to work with me.
That is what I am really doing.
And my goal EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. is to find a way to stop
premature death from all cancers and to preserve the highest quality of life
along the way.
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