Cancer Treatment Should Not Have to Kill Your Plants Too

There are a lot of things nobody tells you about cancer treatment.

People tell you about chemo. Surgery. Radiation. Appointments. Side effects. Port flushes. The weird way your calendar suddenly belongs to everyone except you.

But nobody really says, “Hey, by the way, the plants you love might start looking sad too.”

And listen, I know that may sound small from the outside.

But it is not small when you are the person who used to walk outside with coffee and check on the tomatoes.

It is not small when snatching up dandelions was how you kept from yelling at your kids.

It is not small when the backyard was the place where you could breathe before the diagnosis came in and rearranged the furniture of your whole life.

Cancer treatment can make even ordinary things feel like climbing a hill, in the snow, in flip-flops. Watering. Weeding. Dragging a hose. Lifting a bag of soil. Bending down to prune something. Remembering whether the seedlings got watered yesterday or three days ago because every day has become some strange soup of appointments, fatigue, and “what did the doctor say again?”

That is where Backyard Breasties comes in.

We provide no-cost plant care support, mentoring, peer support, and practical help for people with a breast cancer diagnosis in the communities we currently serve. That may mean helping with indoor plants, seedlings, garden beds, pruning, weeding, basic plant care, and sometimes even pet sitting for the fur babies who are also wondering why everything feels different.

Because cancer does not just affect the patient.

It affects the whole household.

The caregiver trying to keep it together. Let’s admit it. Breast cancer survivors are often moms. And moms….well, we are the “default parent”.

The kids who still need snacks, rides, shoes, comfort, and someone to explain why Mom is tired.

The pets, that the kids swore they would take care of?— still want walks and lap time.

The garden that keeps growing, wilting, blooming, or begging for mercy whether anybody has the energy to deal with it or not.

Enter Backyard Breasties….we are not landscapers. We are not here to install a resort in your backyard while you recover from surgery. We do not operate heavy equipment, climb ladders, use chemicals, mow lawns, cut trees, or pretend we are HGTV with better lighting.

We are here for the things that are tender and practical.

The potted plant that you barely kept alive after your aunt’s funeral that needs saving.

The seedlings that still have a shot otherwise all those “farm-to-table” ideas will be a pipe dream no matter what the peppy cancer nutritionist says.

The bed that almost keeps you from agreeing to let people bring meals because…it’s only a few weeds right? n

The little green space you can look at from the window when your body is asking you to rest.

One of our Breasties said it best when she shared that having a garden felt like something that just “wasn’t in the cards” during treatment. Even turning on the sprinklers felt like too much. Yard work made her feel defeated. But having someone show up to help gave her hope. Her words have stayed with us: “This is way more than yard work. This is life work.”

That is the whole thing.

This is life work. (I swear… our first Breastie said that… that is NOT AI.)

Not because plants are magic. Though honestly, give me a chance and we can go on a deep dive on mycelium… (did I mention most of us breasties are ND raising ND kids too?) sometimes they act like they are.

But because being surrounded by life while you are fighting for your own can matter deeply.

A garden reminds you that flowers bloom even when it is raining. (Okay I stole that quote and no I have no idea who to attribute it to)

It is a little corny. But…sometimes, the best thing a person can hear is:
“You do not have to do this alone AND you do not have to do it just with your mother/sister/boyfriend/coworker who want to hear all the details AGAIN.”

If you are in treatment, recovering from surgery, or in hospice care with a breast cancer diagnosis in our current service area, you can apply for services online.

If you are a caregiver, nurse navigator, doctor, friend, colleague, or family member, you can also refer someone — just please ask the patient first. Consent still matters, even when everybody is trying to be helpful.

And if you are someone who loves plants, pets, people, or the sacred art of showing up with gloves and no judgment, we would love to have you volunteer.

Cancer treatment should not have to kill your plants too.

And around here, we are doing our best to make sure it does not.

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