By JILL LACINA
In Australia, one in nine women and one in 1,000 men will be diagnosed with breast cancer. I have, fortunately, not been one of them.
But a brief conversation with a stranger who had suffered from breast cancer made me want to help. And I decided to get involved with a project photographing breast cancer survivors and their scars.
That stranger was Rosemary Paul, one of the co-creators on our book, Perfect Scars. Unlike me, she has had breast cancer. She has had a mastectomy at 40 and two reconstruction surgeries since, become a Lymphatic Drainage Therapist, joined a support group, led a support group and is a proud Ambassador of the National Breast Cancer Foundation. Her five year anniversary cancer-free has been and gone and she wears pink… proudly and beautifully. She lives a vibrant life and is joyously defiant.
But in the moment she was diagnosed with Breast Cancer, she had no idea that any of that was possible. She didn’t even know what she would look like after surgery. That was 13 years ago. Back then it was almost impossible to find a photograph of a mastectomy. The one she did receive was of a headless woman who was 65 plus showing only a raw scar across a strangers chest taken under harsh surgical lights. There was no relationship between the breast cancer and the person. With trepidation, she wondered how this headless person felt about her scar? How had she lived her life and come to terms with the changes to her body and mind that inevitably occur with any cancer diagnosis?