Hi @Beachlady It's a dilemma, isn't it? I tossed a coin. I thought my partner was going to stroke out when I told him it had come down to that. When I saw it was 'heads', which was the chemo option, I immediately wanted to make it best of three....
You are right, the odds are not terribly convincing. All that for a 7% better chance? Really? The scientist in me has found that equation less than motivating. Twice. So, I went back for a second go purely on a 50/50 bet. If cancer comes in threes, chemo certainly won't for me.
Having an oncologist lecture about what will happen if you don't (as if it's a sure thing) and ask how you will live with yourself if you have a recurrence (already had one, thanks, lady) really doesn't help. It only made me adversarial. In the end, the only reason I even contemplated it was pressure, subtle but impossible to ignore, from the people closest to me. People who's opinion I respected and who I cared enough about to put myself to considerable, and probably pointless, trouble.
We are almost all chemo adverse. Some will do anything to increase the chances of escaping this disease, but I think most feel like a rat caught in a trap, desperately trying to find a way out if it. I guess it comes down to how adverse you decide you are, and how lucky you feel. Because I really think it all comes down to luck.
Marg xxx