If you have no idea what I am talking about you live under a rock with my husband. WARNING: This post is not going to be what you expect from this blog.
I am going to stay away from the abortion subject, the purpose of this post is not to debate that issue.
On Facebook today I got involved in a discussion on the reversal of the Komen Foundations decision to pull funding from Planned Parenthood. In the original post my friend Marie stated that PP does not provide breast exams.She is not against PP, that was not the point of the post so don’t go running after her with torches and pitchforks or anything, but do check out her blog. I countered that they in fact do provide them. Then a guy came along and informed me that PP has said they do not provide breast cancer screening.
Here is my story…
I was a PP “client” or “patient” or whatever you want to call a broke young woman who wanted to prevent pregnancy and be screened for cervical cancer and the like. One time I went in for my annual exam and I was found to have an abnormality in my pap. Lucky me that meant I got to visit every 6 months instead of yearly. I thank God that in the end everything ended up being fine. So what does this have to do with boobies? Each and every time I was in for an exam, the doctor would also palpate my breasts checking for lumps, bumps and things that should not be. Again lucky me, I never had any boob issues.
Fast forward several years. You know those monthly self exams we are all supposed to give ourselves? Feel up your boobies, guys check the boys over. Who does those? I didn’t. Then one day I attended the funeral of a young mother and wife who passed away from breast cancer. She was my husband’s coworkers wife. We shared the same first name. Her funeral sent a chill up my spine and since then I have tried to check the girls over on a fairly regular basis.
Last week when I was getting ready for our hay drive fundraiser I found a lump in “Bridgette” (Hubs named them, I didn’t). I freaked out a little or a lot, take your pick. I went in to my GP and I have an appointment for a mammogram and an ultrasound later this afternoon. I have faith that everything will be ok. I know that the odds of this lump being the big C are low. It’s still scary and I would appreciate a prayer if that’s your thing. If it’s not, cross your fingers instead.
So what does this have to do with Komen and PP? Guess where I learned how to do a self exam? PP does not offer mammograms. Ok, fine. Does that mean that they aren’t helping to beat breast cancer? Hardly.
Now you have my $.02