My Angry Breast tells a personal journey through diagnosis, chemotherapy, mastectomy, and the aftermath of hearing those devastating words: "You have cancer."
Having experienced the trauma of a cancer diagnosis through her father's final years, Robyn's passion was to find a better way.
The book is haunting, touching, emotionally inspiring, and - for anyone beginning their cancer journey - a gentle source of wisdom.
For anyone supporting a friend or relative living with cancer, My Angry Breast is also a practical guide. There is so much help on offer.
Robyn Robins is unique in that she studied how to combine the benefits of both Western and natural medicine to achieve the best possible outcome. She calls this her Chemo/Turmeric Dance.
In the 1970s, pumpkin seeds, grape juice, and hands-on healing were all she could find to help her father. Today, however, there is a wealth of practitioners with expertise in herbal medicine and alternative healing techniques which can be effectively used in tandem with Western medicine.
In the face of breast cancer, Robyn refused to follow a one-size-fits-all path. She drew on the latest 21st-century advancements while staying true to her personal beliefs. My Angry Breast is her candid, empowering story of how she wove together her healing journey.
My Angry Breast offers hope and insight into the cancer experience, along with an informative guide to what Robyn considers contributory factors in today's cancer epidemic. This includes information on integrative cancer clinics, natural medicine, scientists, practitioners, and authors whose work can contribute to a return to wellness.
The book is made more urgent by the fact that, after ten years of living a healthy, productive lifestyle, Robyn was once again faced with a vicious and fast-growing cancer. But this book is not a cry for help - it's a path forward.
As she writes: "The Silence of Tomorrow is a place in the heart. When the door opens, I will walk through knowing that I lived, loved, cried, laughed, touched the earth, felt the raindrops on my skin, the sun caressing my hair, and heard the wind whispering secrets in my ear. However, there are still children and grandchildren to hug, sunsets to see, moments to share with friends, tears to cry, and wrinkles to appear."
