Wednesday, 30 March 2011

A bit of a rant!


Ok, this time last week I was signing consent forms so that samples of my cancerous tumour could be sent to the US for testing. The results should - in theory - allow me to make informed choices about the rest of my treatment.
Since then, I’ve been trying to find something humorous to ‘blog’ about but, it’s been hard going. This has been my worst week since diagnosis to be honest.
All this waiting does your head in &, in the meantime, I feel completely exposed to cancer, as if I have no protection against it coming back. It feels like everything has come to a standstill treatment wise. It has been pointed out to me that surgery is a major part of the treatment; they’re confident they’ve removed all of the disease & it was only 3 weeks ago! So why does it feel like nothing’s happening now?
After feeling as if I’ve been living on the inside of a tornado for the past 8 weeks, I’ve been told to go home, rest & try to get back to ‘normal’.
Normal?! Are you f*cking kidding me?!
No, I’m sorry, it’s just not that easy &, for those of you who are following this blog, I apologise but, you’re gonna have to take the rough with the smooth & realise that I can’t be ‘brave’ & ‘inspirational’ all the time. I just can’t live up to that this week.

Thursday, 24 March 2011

Back in the Waiting Room

I’ve met with my Oncologist Dr M, twice this week. The first meeting on Tuesday - I’ve got to be honest - didn’t go well. He was very personable, very pleasant indeed......but I came out of our meeting feeling confused, none the wiser as to what happens next & - without Carol my BCN, (Breast Care Nurse), who is away for two weeks – a little bit lonely!
When I was first diagnosed with breast cancer I was told that treatment wise, they were going to ‘throw the book’ at me, mainly because of my age. All along they’ve given me worst case scenario which in some ways is great, especially since my results since surgery have come back as so positive. But, when they tell you that you need as much protection against the cancer coming back as possible & then start ‘taking away’ some of those protection measures....it’s a bit scary.
Right from the start, chemo & radiotherapy have been mentioned in EVERY conversation that I’ve had with the medical team. They’ve been promoted as a ‘protection’ rather than a treatment &, bearing in mind that I’m still only 38, obviously I want as much ‘protection’ for the future as possible, especially because my daughter is still only 3 – I want to be around for as long as I can be!

Radiotherapy has been deemed ‘unnecessary’. I can live with because my surgeon has already told me that the mastectomy was the right op for me because otherwise, they would have had to take two thirds of my breast because of the wide area of ‘non invasive’ cancer spread; cosmetically, there’s not much they can do with the one third that I would have been left with but, this also ensured all of the disease was taken away. They were ‘confident’ they had removed everything so, no ‘Rads’ needed.
With chemo, well, Dr M said that on paper, I am ‘at low risk’ of the ‘invasive cancer’ coming back & that the negative side effects of chemo would outweigh any benefits that I might receive. This is the grey area. In cases such as mine, there is debate as to whether chemo has any benefits at all so therefore, is it even necessary as a protection measure?
I understood all of this &, I understood that I would still have anti-hormone treatment in the form of Zoladex, (for 3 years) & Tamoxifen, (for five years), I would still have 6 monthly check ups for a while, mammograms every year ‘til I’m 50 then, I’d be placed on a ‘pre-screening’ programme......they do take this disease seriously, there’s no doubt about that. & I know things advance in medicine all the time. Not long ago people had to fight for certain drugs in certain areas & some still have to now but, when chemo has been the norm for so many years you kinda start thinking it’s the only way to go.
So I have a choice to make. Because they can only offer &/or recommend a course of treatment; you have to make the final decisions yourself. & this is why I feel confused. Dr M said he would ‘not normally offer’ me chemo but I’m young & did have a large area of non invasive cancer for a young person. But they don’t normally offer chemo for non invasive. & if the cost of the Oncotype DX test were to come out of his budget – which it doesn’t; the funding for this trial, £2500, comes from the 'Drug Company' that have ordered the trial – then he wouldn’t pay for it! He’s so confident of me being in a ‘low risk’ group, he says anti-hormone treatment may be enough on its own.
So I came out of that meeting on Tuesday feeling as if 'someone' spending £2500 on an extra test - to see (a) what the chances of the cancer coming back in the next 10 years are & (b) whether I'd benefit from chemo or not - was a bit of a waste of everyone’s time & money. Cos I'm so predictable! I seem to be text book.....
But, I’ve never been predictable in my life! With the best will in the world & even with my ‘positive thinking’, my life is just always full of twists & turns, nothing’s ever simple & indeed, on 1st February this year when I went to get the results from a ‘core biopsy’ (which I had after I’d had a ‘suspicious’ mammogram & two needle biopsies), I was told I would be, so - therefore I expected to be - told that, the lump I’d gone to my local GP with, way back in December, was a cyst that had calcified (with nothing to worry about) - & then I’d be discharged.
Except, as you all know, it didn’t happen like that; so here I am.
So, forgive me for using £2500 of the good pharmaceutical company’s money for my own selfish means when there may be, someone a little less ‘textbook’ than I am but........ I NEED TO KNOW. I need to have it confirmed, once more, just to be sure, that I am low risk & that I can definitely avoid the chemo. I want to be sure that I am having the correct treatment even if that, in the end, means crappy chemo; which no-one in their right mind would want.
So I rang one of the Research nurses attached to Dr M’s department & to the Oncotype DX trial & I spoke to her at length about what it all entailed. & after that conversation, I decided that I am definitely going to take part in this trial. They can send samples of my tumour to California (pity they couldn’t send me too!) & in three weeks time I’ll have the results & I hope, that I’ll be able to make a more informed decision as to what I’m gonna do treatment wise. This test is widely available & fully licensed in America already & plays an important part in deciding individualised treatment plans. The trials I’m taking part in form part of a study where the findings will hopefully mean that the test will eventually be available here & in Europe.
So it all sounds pretty good now. I met with Dr M again yesterday & we clarified a few points. He’d thought I wasn’t interested in the trial AT ALL & I thought that (a) he didn’t want to waste £2500 on me & (b) that I definitely wasn’t having chemo. Lots of misinterpretations on both sides! Phew! I’m glad to say that I now know that Dr M is fully supportive of the trials & will base my treatment plan around the results. & chemo may still be part of my treatment plan.
We'll just have to wait for the results to come back now.......
That’s the thing with cancer though. There’s a lot of waiting around for results. There’s soooo much information that you have to take in, I suppose the waiting gives you time to come terms with it all & work out how you’re gonna deal with it.  
It is starting to get to me a bit now though, it’s got to be said. I am sick of going to hospital, sick of not being able to do much & sick of the word cancer!
Saying that though, what’s another three weeks? I’ve got to get better as soon as possible but safely! Three weeks will give me time to heal a bit more &, if I don’t have chemo, I can start the meetings regarding my reconstruction! I won’t be able to have it done until about September but it gives me something to aim for & is another step closer to feeling ‘normal’ again.
Which is what all this is about now.
Feeling normal & getting on with life. The sooner the better I say! But I’ve learned my lesson with being impatient! Turns out I did overstretch the scar tissue around my wound when I injured myself at the weekend. It does need to be stretched but slowly. So i’m back on stronger painkillers for now.
& obviously they’re making me ramble! So much has happened in the past couple of days & I have been so tired after going to the hospital twice in two days that I haven’t done much apart from sleep.
So this has been my first chance to bring you up to speed with what’s happening. I’ll be off work for a few more weeks but when Carol, my BCN is back, I’ll have someone to help me sort through the medical stuff & by that time, there will only be about a week left to wait for the Oncotype Type DX result.
In the meantime, I think I might make a start on some of the box sets my sis, Leah, sent to down to me. The Sopranos are looking good I think.......I still refuse to watch Jeremy Kyle! In fact, I refuse to watch ANY daytime TV at all!
Until tomorrow peeps, love Chez. xx

Monday, 21 March 2011

A bit of a reality check!

I’m back online!! Woohoo!!
My laptop’s gone off to the repairers so my lovely friend Rosie has lent me her Netbook to keep me ticking over ‘til I get it back! I didn’t realise how much I depended on my PC! My right arm is sore cos of my surgery but without internet, it felt like it had been cut off! Thanks Rosie, you always save the day!
Since I had my brilliant news on Thursday, I haven’t done very much at all but I haven’t really had time to do too much cos I’ve had lots of visitors!
Two of my friends from work came over to see me on Friday morning, Carol & Andrea. They brought me loads of lovely gifts from themselves & from my colleagues at work; gorgeous flowers, Belgian chocolates, bottles of wine, a lovely pampering set & some really nice, cotton pyjamas! I did point out that I could’ve done with the PJs BEFORE I went into hospital - seeing as the only ‘button down the front’ pairs that I could get for my hospital stay had Tigger on one pair & ‘Moo-dy’ cows on the other!
Thank you though ladies (& gents), I love my gifts & it’s so nice to know that so many people have me in their thoughts. The sight of me in those other pyjamas means I’m probably still in the thoughts of the ward staff too though! Ha!
Another work friend Nicki, popped in with a ‘Blue Nose’ Puffin teddy for me – immediately Laiken claimed this & I haven’t seen it since! Thanks Nik, it’s very cute & she, (sorry!) we love it!

Friday, 18 March 2011

And now for the Science!

So results day yesterday & I've already published the good news that I had.

Everything they removed during my op 11 days ago had been sent to pathology for testing; this is when you find out exactly 'what's been going on in there' & the results determine the next stage of your treatment.
Whilst Dad & I waited for the news Carol, my fantastic Breast Care Nurse, took me into a side room on my own to examine the mastectomy wound.
I heard those words again - 'it's a beautiful scar!! Very neat & looking wonderful!'
It is healing well, I can see & feel that myself & although it's still tender & quite raw, I've been pleasantly surprised at how much I can do already. It's not giving me too much trouble at all, if you dis-count the twinges, stinging, numbness & bruising! I still can't hoover, do the ironing or pick up & carry my little girl but I'm doing good.
Weirdly, I'm actually starting to feel quite proud of it now!!

"Who am I seeing today?", I asked Carol. (There were two surgeons involved in the op you see). "Mr J", she said.

Thursday, 17 March 2011

Excellent News!!

Hey peeps!

It's been a long day & I am soooo tired so I will keep this post short & to the point.

But the news we've all been waiting for:

There was NO cancer in my lymph nodes! Woo-hoo!!
Also, I'm NOT gonna need radiotherapy! Yay!

There's also a question mark hanging over the chemotherapy - it's 50/50 as to whether I'm gonna have this but I'll explain all the finer details tomorrow after I've had a good sleep!!

I will need five years worth of hormone treatment & mammograms every year until I'm 50 but I think I can live with that!

So I'm gonna say 'goodnight' now cos I think I deserve a rest!

Until tomorrow, 'nos da'. Love Chez. xx

Wednesday, 16 March 2011

Feeling the love ♥

It's a gorgeous day here today in the little Welsh village that I live in, Albie the Cat is sunning himself in the window & I can see that the people walking past my house have ditched their winter coats. Oh to be outside! I'd love to have a little walk down into the centre of the village but that would be a little bit too much for me at the moment.
I still can't do a lot but I'm persevering with my exercises & I'm getting a bit more movement in the old arm each day, eventually it'll be back to normal, it's just gonna take a little time.
So for now I'm content to sit in the garden & take in some vitamin D from the rays!

It was my mum's 60th birthday yesterday so we had a little tea party at my house. My daughter Laiken declared 'it's the best party EVER!!' before blowing out the candles on mums behalf, it was a lovely day & gave us all something else to focus on.

I woke up feeling a bit flat this morning (no pun intended!). It's been hard watching everyone get on with their lives while I feel a bit 'out of it' sitting on the sidelines, even more so cos I do realise that I'm only at the very beginning of my treatment.

But then, switching on the laptop as I drank my coffee changed all of those feelings......

Tuesday, 15 March 2011

Be careful what you wish for.....

It's been a pretty quiet day.

Today, the rest of the 'steri strips' have been removed from my wound so I've been moving around quite cautiously as there doesn't seem to be anything holding it together now! I've been assured by my Breast Care Nurse that it's very securely stitched inside & glued together so there's no way it's gonna pop open but, I still can't help feeling a little nervous about it.
Seeing the wound completely 'undressed' has also brought it home to me that exactly 6 weeks ago today, I was completely oblivious to my pending diagnosis. The next day, I remember leaving all of my things on my desk at work & breezing out saying "Right, just going the hospital for my results, I'll be back in a bit, see you all later!"
Needless to say I never made it back into work that day. In fact, I never made it back in for a good few days. I've got to be honest though, I can't really tell you what I was actually doing during my time off, that whole period passed in a blur, I think I was in a bit of a trance. Obviously I had a few 'meltdown' moments but really, I just don't know what I was doing. In fact, I don't think I even left the house.

Sunday, 13 March 2011

What's worse?!!

So, after having the drain out yesterday, I had the best sleep ever!

I woke up in a fantastic mood, I even made friends with Albie the Cat again; he'd been eyeing up the dangling tubes from the drain you see, I just know he was waiting to pounce & had visions of his claw marks all down the front of me. I could almost feel the pain that would be inflicted! 
No Albs, I've already got a hefty scar going on, don't need another one thank you very much, keep your claws to yourself, purr-lease!

Anyway, I was feeling great. I was up, dressed, feeling good that my scar's doing well, all the dressings are off......I can't raise my elbow above shoulder height but I'm doing my exercises religiously so I know I've just got to push through the pain & I'll be fine. I'm even wearing a bra again with a 'softie'; think of a very soft, made of material 'chicken fillet' girls! I look quite 'normal' with clothes on!

No. The problems I've had today are to do with side effects from the medication.

Saturday, 12 March 2011

Where I am right now......

Now firstly, let me say that this blog isn't going to be to everyone's reading taste!

I've always been very open & very honest & my experience is probably going to be very different from the next person who has been diagnosed with this disease.
I'm quite a positive person & I'm strong - all 5ft 1" of me will fight back every time! Throw what you like at me, I'll get through it!

So I can only say that if you're following this then these are just my viewpoints - you can always (b)log off if you don't agree with me or, if you don't like what I have to say!!

Ok peeps, so, I was diagnosed with breast cancer on 1st Feb this year & it's true what they say, it's a real 'rollercoaster' from day of diagnosis onwards!
This Monday, 7th March, I had a mastectomy to my right breast. I was allowed home on Thursday with a drain hanging from the middle of my chest; I've been carrying it around in a little blue washbag (like a little handbag!), up until today when my lovely friend Kirsty - who also happens to be one of the local district nurses - came to remove it.
I'm looking forward to a decent sleep tonight for the first time in nearly a week! Hospitals are not very restful places!