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SURGERY FOR BREAST CANCER IS NOT ABOUT REMOVING BREASTS, ALWAYS… When 32 year old Neena, an HR consultant in an MNC, walked into my clinic, accompanied by her husband and parents, I could sense an air of hopelessness surrounding this good looking young lady. The papers that were laid in front of me carried a needle biopsy report, which confirmed the diagnosis of breast cancer. Fortunately, for her, the size of the lump was about 2cms and there were no lymph nodes that I could feel in the armpit. There was no evidence of spread to the other organs on imaging. I soon realized she had been through the discussion of surgery and she had come to me for a second opinion. I soon found out why she had decided to come for a second opinion. She had been advised a modified radical mastectomy (complete removal of the breast along with the lymph nodes in the armpit). She was a successful career woman with everything going for her till yesterday and today she was grappling with this tough predicament- losing an organ, an integral part of her feminity to cancer- it was almost cruel!.......... ....To be continued.....watch this space for more.......
Today I complete 22 years of marriage and I thought this an opportune time to look back at my life with satisfaction. My marriage was arranged by my parents through mutual friends. My husband is an engineer and the one time we met before the process began, he had decided and I was still unsure. I was trying to peer into the crystal ball, hoping to figure out how this arrangement would work for me. I was training to be a surgeon, not a choice many sensible women at that time made. The questions kept me awake- would he understand the demands of my profession, the late hours, the middle-of-the-night zipping to hospital to deal with an emergency etc? Would he understand my need to study further, maybe go abroad and work hard to give myself a full fledged career? His being an engineer did not help the cause at all. And then I stopped thinking and gave in to the wishes of my parents. When I look back at those 22 years gone by, I have plenty to be grateful for. For a woman to pursue a full fledged career is never easy anywhere in the world.What you make of it has plenty to do with the support you have. The support I had was truly unconditional. I completed my post graduation after marriage. My in-laws wanted me to carry on, unhindered, with my studies.FRCS soon followed with my parents chipping in to look after my little daughter. I went for a year long fellowship to London, leaving my daughter behind with my husband and mother in law. And did I stop? And did he stop me from pursuing my dreams? Not once! We are all imperfect in our own ways but valuing people for their strengths is what sustains relationships. His presence in my life has been the star and I can only wish him the very best that life has on offer!!
SURGERY FOR BREAST CANCER IS NOT ABOUT REMOVING BREASTS, ALWAYS… In the 1960’s, the conviction that breast cancer was a systemic disease at inception and not a local disease, prompted trials to address one question- ‘Are we doing too much?’ Radical mastectomy was replaced by modified radical mastectomy- a procedure not as mutilating as radical mastectomy ( the chest muscles were preserved)but still one, which involved loss of an organ. Moreover, to a woman, it meant much more than the loss of an organ. It probably entailed a huge psychological blow besides casting a shadow on her feminity. She, being the woman she was, in those days, came to terms with this loss, in the best manner possible. All that mattered to her was her getting well, on her feet and ready to discharge the duties of a wife, mother, daughter and more. And there was really no choice then because the doctors treating her were also convinced that sacrificing the breast was the only chance of getting well. More tomorrow.....on Evolution of treatment
WHEN YOUR HELP GOES OUT OF ACTION..... The joy of becoming Director, Breast Surgical Oncology, dissipated into thin air when my help did not turn up for work citing an excruciating back ache. And then all hell broke loose, at least for me, as I realised that a whole new vista of mountains of work had piled up in front of me. My mother in law who is past 75 did her best to restore order but at that age, speed is not on your side. The morning hours between 6 and 7.30 am is nothing short of high speed roller coaster with three people with contrasting needs, rushing off to their respective places of work. One of these people is also me but I was the only one riding the roller coaster. Now I know why the goddesses have multiple arms, symbolic of the multitasking geniuses women are. I had exactly an hour and a half in which to don the cape of Superwoman! I would have to conjure up six dishes. Each of us would eat a different thing and carry yet another thing for lunch. Spoilt brats, each one of us 😯but blame it on the ever complying help. If this variety in dishes was not enough, my obsessive mind with a fetish for cleanliness would go about setting the house right, ironing out the last crease on the bed and cleaning the bathroom, till the tiles gleamed and the arms hurt. 😱My husband and daughter would look on trying to tell me that my obsession was not their problem-meaning, they would not help!🤨 Out of breath and sweating, I would now get ready for that job, I am trained for and love doing.I would arrive in hospital, without a trace of the battle that I was embroiled in not too long ago. Nobody wants to know that you have just completed a day’s work before coming to the hospital. I am not looking for compassion but this is my tribute to all the women who strive endlessly to make the lives of their loved ones better and then go to work and excel there as well. Breathe ladies and take good care of yourselves!While I love being a woman, I really hope my help comes back soon!
Today is Women’s day!Everyday, I celebrate the power of womanhood and marvel at the bottomless reservoir of strength and courage that the women I come across have. And I can only bow my head in reverence. She may look fragile but her indomitable spirit and her ability to take the unimaginable in her stride, can never cease to surprise you. What stuff is she really made of? Proud to be a part of this bold and beautiful brigade! Take good care of yourselves! This world needs more of you💖💖 #health#cancer#breast cancer surgeon# Max Hospital Patparganj
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