Genetic Mutations and My Soapbox
I got THE phone call tonight. I happened to be at the hospital pretty much all day yesterday, so I had plenty of time to bug the nurses about my genetic test that I have been waiting on for what seems to be ages. It has been sitting in the back of my mind as the genetic test decides whether or not I keep my ovaries (40% chance of ovarian cancer if I tested positive for BRCA1 or BRCA2 genetic mutations). I had myself prepared to have my ovaries removed if I did in fact test positive for the genetic mutation. I also worried for my nieces and relatives.
I am NEGATIVE for BRCA1 and BRCA2 genetic mutations!
This is great news for all of my relatives on both sides!
Now My Soapbox
A woman’s chance of being diagnosed with breast cancer is one in eight. So for every woman you know, out of eight of them, one is likely to become diagnosed with breast cancer. That is a lot of women, and pretty scary! My chance of being diagnosed with breast cancer at my age was 1 in 233 (although I technically have had cancer for a lot longer, possibly as early as my late teens, but that is another story), which is still pretty high odds to me. Breast cancer statistics are scary, there is a reason that everyone knows someone who has had breast cancer.
So please ladies, check your boobies!
Also, a reminder to those who were going to join us for the Komen Race for the Cure on May 7th – our team page is here to sign up – Silvia is ordering shirts on the 22nd (the shirts run on the small side, so you may want to go larger than you would normally get) – so if you want a pink camouflage Elemonators shirt you have to let her know ASAP. 🙂.
