My Journey so far
On new years eve, I had a small get together with friends from interstate. My girlfriend was telling me that she had a mammogram (which came back all clear). 2 days later I was sitting in my lounge room reflecting on our fun New Years Eve, remembering Belinda telling me about her mammogram, and realised I hadn't checked my breast for about 3 months. To my horror, I found a lump in my right breast. Just that in itself was surreal. The thoughts going through my head...No...it cant be etc. I went to work the next moring and threw myself into work. An hour into working I decided to make an appt with my Dr for the thurs (my day off). After a few hours, and constantly feeling the lump, I call the Dr's back and said I wanted to see him that night after work. He of course found the lump but said he didnt think I should worry however, I should see a Breast Cancer specialist. 2 Days later, there I am, sitting in the waiting room of "The Breast Care Centre". Surreal huh!! My appointment was at midday, Mammogram, fine needle biopsy. I sat witht the Dr and he said that I would know the results in a 2 hours but it didnt look good.
That is the moment in life that I will never forget. I collected my girlfriend from waiting room and just broke down. I could breathe. We went out to the garden and just sat there. Silent. Then we went to the pub and had a couple of drinks. I have to say...that helped!!!
Back in the office at 3.30pm it was confirmed. That moment in time when life as I knew it changed forever.
I am a single mum with a beautiful 4yo daughter. The only time I cried was when I thought of her. How will she cope? How will I cope with her? This is going to change my baby forever. And you know what .... it has. She is an amazing child. She has been amazingly brave and I am so proud of her. It was very very hard for her at first because she was being cared for by family here and there. And I wasnt there for her. I have never said to her that I had Breast Cancer although she has heard that word a lot. I sat her down and told her that mummy has a sore in her booby and the dr wants to take it out.
At that stage I was going in for a partial mastectomy.
That happened on the Wednesday and on the Friday I was home alone with my girl waiting for her dad to come and get her for the weekend when I got the call. They couldnt get a clear boundry and found another cancer. On top of that, my "healthy" tissue was completely littered with pre cancer cells. The breast had to go!!! It was the first time my daughter saw me sob with tears and fears. 20 minutes later her dad arrived and we all cried together. I think of the fear I felt back then and cant imagine the fear my girl was feeling.
This time I had to tell her that mummy's booby was still sick and the Dr has to take all of mummy's booby. She was very very upset and I looked at her and said.....honey, it will be ok because the Dr's will make mummy a new booby. She stopped crying in an instant, looked up at me and said.....really mummy, can they do that? The innocence of youth shining through. This made her very happy to know this.
So back to hospital I went. Pathology confirmed, they got it all which was a releif!
Then I had to tell her about chemo. How do you tell a 4yo?? I sat her down and explained it like this....You know how mummy had a sick booby? Well now the Dr's want to give mummy medicine to try to stop the other booby from getting sick. This medicine is going to make mummy feel a bit sick and I will be tired all the time....her come back was....but mummy, I dont want you to be tired anymore....I assured her that it wont be forever and then I said to her in a high upbeat tone.....and guess what, all of mummy's hair is going to fall out! She turned away from me and said.....I dont want to live here anymore. It broke my heart but I kept smiling and said to her...come on Mackenzie...dont you think mummy is gonna look soooooo funny with no hair. It is going to be so cool!!! She warmed to the idea a little and then her dad arrived to take her for the weekend. The first this she said to him was....Daddy, mummy is going to lose all of her hair. Her dad said...yeah I know. I reckon mum will look real cute with no hair..dont you think...to which she replied...Mummy you will look sooooo cute with no hair. All of her friends a daycare think it is really cool that I have no hair and I think that has helped her a little.
I started chemo 3 weeks after surgery and ended up in hospital on day 10 with absolutely no white or red cells. I was very sick. They got me back on track after 4 days in hospital with 9 IV antibiotics and 2 units of blood. They told me that this only happens to 10% of chemo patients!! On my second chemo I had a very bad allergic reaction. Again they told me that this only happens to 5% of chemo patients. They again got me back on track again.
I and had my last chemo treatment last thursday. I am enjoying those moments of ....."Thank god that's the last time I have to feel this or go through that"
Now that the fog has cleared a little and I have had time to find me feet again I have been considering having the other breast removed. My Dr has told me that I am now High Risk with my healthy breast. I have almost made my decision but will wait until I see my surgeon next month. Breast cancer is really a year out of your life and I just dont want to put myself or my daughter through this again. I could happen in a year, 5 years, 10 years or never. I have already explained to my daughter that I might do this so she is ready for when I make my firm decision.
My focus has been my daughter. I have made this entire journey a positive and funny one for her. She gets frustrated that I cant do things with her but I also keep telling her it wont be forever. Her dad has stepped up had her more often and i also found that when I was unable to care for her when I was in hospital the best place for her was either at her dad's or our home so I would have mum come and stay with her there. Her own environment proved to be better for her. The first 2 hospitals visits she didnt want to come and see me. By the 3rd hospital stay, she walked in like she owned the joint....very funny!
I have proved to be quiet resilient myself but there are times when I feel so overwhelmed at the change of direction in my life. I still dont know where I will be in 12 months because I still have decisions to make. But I know I can do it. I would be really interested in hearing from anyone who has had reconstruction. I have only just starting researching it. I wasnt ready before.
My surgeon told me when I was diagnossed that surgery was actually the easy part.....He wasnt kidding!!!
I am feeling better every day and cant wait until I have the energy to clean the house or do my washing or go to the park with my girl. Its getting close!
Tania