October is the breast cancer month. And in Uganda a couple of friends have put up a campaign called ‘Save a breast’. Now, the notion is that breast cancer is a disease of the old women, those with cancer family history I hate to break it to you, not anymore. You and I know that times have changed. A lot has gone wrong. We are young, but we are inheriting a world full of turmoil, disease, contaminated everything including the air that we breathe. Within a few years if our leaders do not act quickly, a lot will have changed, and not for the good.
According to the Uganda Cancer Research Institute, survival with cancer after diagnosis is <13% for all cancer sites, except breast, for which it is 46%. Early detection of breast cancer means that there is a high chance of treatment and cure. Being in Africa also means that we are more disadvantaged than the rest of the world. While the risk of Ugandan woman developing cancer by age 65 years is only about 30% lower than her counterpart in Europe, her risk of dying from cancer by this age is actually twice as high.
A look at the statistics that Hospice Uganda has put up on their website and the picture does not look good.
This clearly shows that in the recent past, the younger ones in Uganda are the ones that have been diagnosed with the disease. In a country and continent where the standard health care centers have no oncology service, no early detection or treatment and where the strongest analgesic is paracetamol, the least you can do is just sit there and not get yourself tested when there is a chance to.
MEN, if you love your women, ask them to get tested. Drive them there, book them in for an appointment. I am sure that it will mean a lot coming from you than their girl friends who find it easier to talk about shoes and the men drama going on in their lives.
Together, let us Save a Breast. Let us spread the pink love.