hola, isabel

I’ve had my fair share of issues with my colon. I’m only 33 and yet I’ve had more colonoscopies then someone twice my age. What I’ve learned from this is that if something odd is going on with the parts that are covered by your underwear, go and see a doctor!

Don’t be shy!

(Okay, you can be a little shy. I’ve heard it isn’t much fun to drop your drawers and spread your cheeks in front of a doctor who is applying lubricants to his [gloved] hand while your screaming newborn is held by a random nurse. Yeah, I’ve heard this isn’t much fun.)

In case you’re new here to holaisabel.com you might not know that I’ve had 15 polyps removed from my colon in the past three years. Apparently my body is really good at making polyps. And while I’ve been lucky that none of them have been cancerous, it doesn’t mean that at some point one of them might be full of cancer.

This isn’t something that I like to think about, but it’s a fact.

That’s why when I read about Lisa over at MiswesternMommy being told by her doctor that she has cancer my heart stopped and my eyes teared up.

Cancer doesn’t care how old you are. Cancer doesn’t care if you have a husband and children. Cancer doesn’t care if you’re happy and beautiful and healthy.

Cancer doesn’t care.

But we care, Lisa. We care. And together, we can show cancer who’s in charge.

(Finally getting to spend time with Lisa at BlogHer ‘07.)

So many of us have be affected (effected?) by cancer. Be proactive. Don’t forget to do your self-exams, get regular mammograms and colonoscopies.

And for the love of Pete, if you suspect something is wrong with your body, go and see a doctor.