* Posted on September 19, 2009 on Akoya Acupuncutre’s original blog *
Currently, I am in the class “Visual Diaries” offered at The Creative Center for cancer patients and survivors. The class delves into documentary photographs and gives its students the means to document “self” through digital photography. In the second class, the teacher presented a slide show of some of the first pictures ever taken in the 1800’s when she comes to a slide of statues in Acropolis. She reminds us that this is an era where people from the West have never seen pictures from Greece or any other Eastern countries and it is a time of discovery and exposure to different cultures. It was truly (and literally) an eye opening experience during the 19th century.
And, in true Carrie Bradshaw style, it had me thinking . . . For those who have never been exposed to cancer, is it an eye opening time of discovery when they meet a cancer survivor? I know, I know .. . a bit of a literal stretch . . . but from my perspective, I receive a lot of different reactions and questions when people realize that I’m a cancer survivor. From the kids at summer camp asking me why I wore a leg brace to the guy in a bar asking me where I got the scar on my neck, people are naturally inquisitive about things they haven’t experienced. And, for the most part, the reception is positive and may lead to the religious (God bless you), the amazed (Wow), the philosopher (So, what was that like for you?) or the sympathetizer (I’m so sorry that happened to you).
So, to the kids at summer camp . . . I wore a leg brace because the tumor on my spine caused me to have a permanent right foot drop. To that guy at the bar . . . the scar on my neck is from a broviac insertion to allow the medicine to be delivered directly to my heart. And, to the future answer seekers . . . just like the people in Greece had always known the Acropolis and the Parthenon as part of their lives, I have always had cancer as part of my existence. So, ask away . . .
