Showing posts with label BCA. Show all posts
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Breast Cancer Awareness - Friends

October is both Family History Month and Breast Cancer Awareness Month. This month I will be writing about how breast cancer has affected my family. Please join me in raising breast cancer awareness by writing about how breast cancer has affected you and yours.




I have known far too many women who have had breast cancer. It really strikes close to home when a co-worker or someone else you know disappears from your life to battle the disease. But there is an unfortunate "out of sight, out of mind" mentality when it comes to someone you don't know well.

Harder still is when breast cancer strikes your best friend. You worry and wait. You pray. You bake. You pray some more. In the case of my best friend it seems that the battle has been won. Yet there is always that worry in the back of your mind that cancer will once again rear it's ugly head.

Understandably my friend would like to retain her privacy and so I will not write her story here for all the world to see. However her life and mine are so intertwined that my story is not complete without hers and I think it is important to record it for future generations to find when we are gone. I am hoping that her cancer is but a tiny part of our story together and that we live to have many more adventures.

Have you recorded those special friendships or will future generations be wondering why there are 600 photographs of someone that they can't seem to find in the family tree?

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Breast Cancer Awareness - Florence

October is both Family History Month and Breast Cancer Awareness Month. This month I will be writing about how breast cancer has affected my family. Please join me in raising breast cancer awareness by writing about how breast cancer has affected you and yours.




John lost his mother to breast cancer while he was still in high school and more than 40 years later her death is still hard for him to talk about. I know very little about Florence's illness other than that she had surgery and it was unsuccessful.

There is no history of breast cancer in the family as far as we know. Florence's parents were both born in Italy and we know very little about the family. She worked for many years in a local candle factory and her family has always wondered if the toxins she was exposed to caused her cancer. She died in 1968 and at that time mammography was used only when there was a suspicion of cancer rather than as a screening tool.

Florence's life life was cut far too short. She didn't live to see her youngest child graduate from high school. She missed weddings and the births of many grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I wish I'd had the opportunity to meet Florence, I think we'd have gotten along quite well.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Breast Cancer Awareness - Anna

October is both Family History Month and Breast Cancer Awareness Month. This month I will be writing about how breast cancer has affected my family. Please join me in raising breast cancer awareness by writing about how breast cancer has affected you and yours.



We all know how important a health history can be. The first time I was asked if there was any history of breast cancer in my family I had to respond with an uncertain, I don't think so. After that first time I asked my mother and she reassured me that there was no history of the disease on her side of the family and none that she'd ever heard of on my father's side. For the next thirty years I answered with confidence that I had no genetic link to the disease. I have quoted from Aunt Tamerson's 1960 letter before. Imagine my shock when I read:
Both my parents were hard workers + the days were long. Father was extremely generous + in summer raised a huge garden + very often gathered much from it, washed + sorted it + put it in a big basket + started out giving it to various neighbors. Anything he had he would loan or give even to money he could ill afford to part with. It got so mother kept the money + when needed for the family, gave it to him but when it was for someone she just didn’t have it + father was satisfied. He took huge bunches to town + and gave them to some one he liked. He was very well liked + always had a joke to tell. He walked miles + miles when able to work + later not so much but always to town + back even when he had to stop and rest on some one’s porch.When he got so he fell mother would call me he had started for town + I would watch for him + when he started home I’d call + tell her. Several times he fell + could not get up alone. He had Palsy or Parkinson’s disease which has a way of making the upper parts go faster than the feet + he fell on his face. It was very hard when he could not walk to town + later when he could not get out of his chair alone nor put his feet into bed at nite. Also as many do he got irritable + mother patiently had it all to bear. She knew she had cancer but felt she must care for him + I did not know it until he was gone + then it was too late to do anything. I took her to Dr. + he confirmed it so we felt there was little to be done. She came home with me after he died + stayed until warm weather. Then she went home + fixed the house for her in one part + your folks in the rest of house. She went over all her things + put for your father in one room + for me in another. Also divided in trunks + cup- boards so it was simple to care for. When she got too bad she called me + said to come for her. She was in bed 3 mo. at the last + for over a year the cancer (breast) had to be dressed. Mentally she suffered more than physically as it was a hard thing to look forward to. A month before the end she decided to stop eating + breathing but admitted to me later she guessed she couldn’t just die + get it over with. I had no idea she was trying that but thot she was just worse. She was always patient + I slept on a cot in her room + even ate in her doorway as she hated to be left alone. She wanted to be here + not go to a hospital + I was so glad I could do for her. She would have made a good nurse + often was called to her friends to care for some member of their family.


We know from the letters that Anna did nurse the family and neighbors. When Ashley's health declined did she really feel that his needs superseded her own? Or did she feel from experience that by the time that she knew she was ill that it was already too late? She and Ashley never had a lot of money so perhaps she was concerned about the cost of treatment. Anna died 18 months after Ashley on 24 June 1930. At that time there were few treatment options. She would have faced surgery and possibly high doses of radiation. Her final year could not have been easy for her or any of the family. Tamerson's letter and the 1930 census both confirm that Daniel and his family had moved into the house with Anna prior to her death but if you ask Mom she'll swear that they didn't move in until after Anna's death. Was Anna's illness just more than her young mind could deal with? Daniel was an alcoholic. Was Anna's illness a contributing factor?

Anna did have a long, mostly good life but if not for breast cancer it could have been longer. Long enough for her youngest grandchild to get to know her.



Binns, Tamerson Carlisle. (Buchanan, MI) to “Dear Vivian”
[Vivian Carlisle LaValle]. Letter. 28 October 1960. Digital Images 1-9. Privately held by Apple, [ADDRESS FOR PRIVATE USE,]
Snowville, New York. 2008.
[Carlisle Family, Box #1, Genealogical Papers, Bentley Historical Library, University of Michigan. 2008.]