Joyce is fighting a hard battle. Each day brings new challenges. It saddens me to know that her type of cancer is so poorly researched because it isn't attached to her breasts. How sick and sexist of our society to be physically subjective when it comes to matters of life and death.
I dream of a new world where every cancer is fought with equal vigor, and where certain cancers are not celebrated with fund-wasting parades that seemingly mock those fighting outside of the spotlight.
10% of women may get some form of breast cancer, but HALF of all women will battle some form of cardiovascular disease. Where's the parade for that?
