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But there's no need to panic just yet.
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The link between soy and breast cancer is becoming clearer.
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Not all breast cancer signs look the same.
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Saying "Just let me know what you need" can actually do more harm than good.
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Catch problems before they get worse.
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My soapy hand grazed over the underside of my left breast and there it was. The dreaded lump. And it was big -- just a wee bit smaller than a golf ball. How the hell did I not notice that before? I poked and prodded at it as if that would make it go away. I swallowed my panic. It can't be cancer, I told myself. It's just a cyst. It's fine. I just had a clear mammogram four months earlier for God's sake.
When my sister got breast cancer, I let my family doctor know. She had previously been on board with my choice to use thermography as my breast screening tool, but was no longer, so I started having mammograms. We know that mammography is not only an imperfect tool, but carries its own risks.
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Now in my 50s, I look back over the last five years or so with quiet resolve. Four girlfriends have been diagnosed with breast cancer, all with different journeys. When the sobering statistics warn that one in nine women will get this dreaded disease, I know that cancer lurks in the shadows.
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The genes BRCA1 and BRCA2 (aka the breast cancer genes) have made headlines over the past few years with the help of some major celebrities. All of that attention has doubled the number of referrals to cancer genetics in Canadian hospitals such as Sunnybrook.
One out of every 30 Canadian women who died last year lost her life to breast cancer. Just let that sink in. That is thousands upon thousands of lives. And the number of Canadian women who were diagnosed with breast cancer? One in nine! That's a shocking number. That's an epidemic.
Despite the lovely pink ribbon, toxic ingredients are polluting us. Maybe it's just the cynic in me, but I think it should be common sense that we can't shop our way to a cure -- especially by listening to companies who claim to be supporting us and fighting breast cancer, while selling products that can contribute to causing the very disease.