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Life is Precious - Sigma Gamma Rho Sorority, Inc.

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Art<strong>is</strong>ha S. Lawson<br />

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As a national partner in the fight against all forms of cancer especially breast cancer, <strong>Sigma</strong><br />

<strong>Gamma</strong> <strong>Rho</strong> <strong>Sorority</strong>, <strong>Inc</strong>., through Hattie McDaniel Cancer Awareness, encourages local sorority<br />

chapters to promote early prevention and health screens.<br />

On the local level, chapters across the United States host annual workshops, forums and<br />

partner with Susan G. Komen for the Cure through Race for the Cure to ra<strong>is</strong>e funds that finance<br />

research to find the cure for th<strong>is</strong> d<strong>is</strong>ease.<br />

Theta Chi <strong>Sigma</strong> hosted a workshop in conjunction with the Lamp of Learning Foundation<br />

to provide breast health resources in Chicago, while undergraduate chapter Pi Upsilon at Xavier<br />

University collaborated with Alpha Kappa Alpha’s undergraduate chapter <strong>Rho</strong> Psi to host a<br />

create-your-own sundae in order to collect donations for Susan G. Komen for the Cure.<br />

Recent survivor Ms. Johnson, who declined to give her first name, <strong>is</strong> an African-American of<br />

two, who believes she’s alive today because of a breast self-exam.<br />

She urges women, especially African-Americans, to perform breast self-exams. Her daughter<br />

brought a brochure home about how to do one.<br />

“My daughter urged me to try and I felt something weird,” she said. “I wanted to cry. All I<br />

could think about were my two children and what would happen to them.<br />

“I was one of the lucky ones, because I caught it and because of my daughter went to see a<br />

doctor. Everyone <strong>is</strong>n’t that lucky.”<br />

Situations like Ms. Johnson’s aren’t as rare as one might think.<br />

“Early detection <strong>is</strong> the best tool. In the past few years we have seen improvement. African-<br />

American women have a lower chance of getting cancer, but a higher chance of dying from<br />

it,” said Mary Westphal, executive director of the Susan G. Komen Foundation of Northwest<br />

Ohio.<br />

Westphal cites several r<strong>is</strong>k factors for th<strong>is</strong> situation.<br />

“African-American women aren’t getting mammograms early when diagnosed, and Women,<br />

especially those over 40 years old, should get yearly mammograms. If you received your period<br />

at an early age or have a late menopause, you too are at a higher r<strong>is</strong>k of breast cancer.<br />

Breast cancer <strong>is</strong> the most common cancer in black women; it <strong>is</strong> also the second leading cause<br />

of cancer death among black women, exceeded only by lung cancer. In 2009, almost 20,000<br />

new cases of breast cancer and 6,020 deaths are expected to happen among black women. Although<br />

black women contract breast cancer less than white women, they have a 37 percent<br />

higher death rate.<br />

Breast cancer survival in black women has increased in the recent decade, but fewer women<br />

are getting their yearly mammograms.<br />

From 1996-2004 the five-year survival rate for breast cancer among black women was 77<br />

percent compared to 90 percent among white women.<br />

I am a<br />

cancer<br />

survivor.<br />

It’s been 14 years and I have been<br />

reluctant to talk about it until recently.<br />

It was while watching a telev<strong>is</strong>ion<br />

commercial for a new vaccine for<br />

cervical cancer that I knew I had a<br />

story to tell.<br />

Cancer has been a part of my life<br />

since I was seven years old when my<br />

paternal grandmother died of cancer.<br />

Since then to me, cancer, by definition,<br />

has always meant death. My father<br />

and most of h<strong>is</strong> siblings have died from<br />

some form of cancer. So when I was<br />

diagnosed, I just knew I was going to<br />

die.<br />

I had cervical cancer. I was always<br />

reluctant to talk about my form of<br />

cancer. It was 1991 when I was<br />

pregnant with my first child when I first<br />

heard terms such as “dysplasia” and<br />

“pre-cancerous cells.”<br />

My mind went back to when I was<br />

in my late teens and started getting<br />

yearly pap smears. Before the days of<br />

the “safe sex” movement, I was like<br />

most young women at that time. I was<br />

only concerned about an unwanted<br />

pregnancy. Most of our “boyfriends”<br />

did not want to use condoms.<br />

When I had my yearly pelvic<br />

examination and pap smear, I was<br />

always given the diagnoses of “nonspecific<br />

vaginit<strong>is</strong>.” My gynecolog<strong>is</strong>ts<br />

could never tell me exactly what that<br />

was. They would just say, “You have an<br />

infection.” Even during times of sexual

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