So normally when I see an invitation for some kind of breast cancer awareness party, I try to gently avoid making eye contact with it. But Bill asked me to go to this particular luncheon so I couldn’t really say, “yeaahh I’m busy.” Even though I totally was busy.
This particular luncheon was put on by Jason Pigg of Hooliganz fame. He’s singing for a cure, and asking people to help him reach his fundraising goal of $20,000. The money would go toward early detection breast cancer screens for women in need. And when you donate to his cause at www. jpiggsingsforacure.com, you’ll get a free download of his solo album, Plan B.
Pigg stood up at the podium after following a sweet and heartfelt introduction by Shaun Dunlavey and told us about how he watched his grandmother suffer. He said the worst thing was the uncertainty—not knowing what was going to happen. He believes that early detection saves lives and he’s willing to sing that song from the rafters.
Here’s the thing about Breast Cancer Awareness Month parties, you basically go and cry in public for an hour and a half. And it’s not necessarily always because cancer is so sad, it’s because you can’t help but weep in awe at the strength emanating from the survivors. I hadn’t seen or spoken with Frankie Dean since I wrote the article about urban nomads and it was a treat to see her again. I didn’t know she was a cancer survivor and when she told her story at the podium, it was like my eyes released the kraken. Frankie was broke, no health insurance, recently divorced, and dealing with breast cancer. For her, early detection was crucial to beating breast cancer and she still remains on the watch list getting mammograms every 6 months and a breast MRI once a year.
So check it out Chico ladies (and gents? 1% of breast cancer diagnoses are for men!), if you have health insurance, pick up the phone and schedule a mammogram right this second. If you don’t have health insurance, go to www. womenshealthspecialists.org and they will hook you up. No excuses, hoist your girls up and get it done, early detection saves lives and broken hearts. (And saves me from going to luncheons and crying in public.)