Kahm
4 years agoMember
No response to paclitaxel - anyone else?
Hi all,
I was dx with early BC in August this year. I turned 40 this year.
It's a grade 2(ish) invasive ductal. Hormone +ive, HER2 -ive.
Because it was in my lymph nodes, my treating team wanted me to do chemo first (4x AC dose-dense, 12x weekly paclitaxel). I'm on the 4th pacli cycle (it's infusing as I type!)
I had a progress ultrasound last week and when I spoke to my onc yesterday, he was a tad concerned that the tumour doesn't seem to be responding to this drug. He talked about maybe stopping this drug and going straight for surgery and hormone therapy.
The chemo nurses assure me that people change treatment regimens all the time, and I tell myself that monitoring and reassessing is a GOOD thing. But I'm still in a dither. Also, every twinge, niggle, and sensation anywhere near ol’ leftie has me jumping out of my skin in panic, convinced that the end is nigh.
So my questions to you all:
Has anyone else been in the same situation?
On a scale of 1 - 10, where 10 is Beet-faced-embarassed, how silly am I going to feel about this anxiety in a week or so?
Is there anything I should do to get prepared for maybe having surgery(?) in the next few weeks? I had totally bumped that down the road as a problem for 2022!
TIA!
I was dx with early BC in August this year. I turned 40 this year.
It's a grade 2(ish) invasive ductal. Hormone +ive, HER2 -ive.
Because it was in my lymph nodes, my treating team wanted me to do chemo first (4x AC dose-dense, 12x weekly paclitaxel). I'm on the 4th pacli cycle (it's infusing as I type!)
I had a progress ultrasound last week and when I spoke to my onc yesterday, he was a tad concerned that the tumour doesn't seem to be responding to this drug. He talked about maybe stopping this drug and going straight for surgery and hormone therapy.
The chemo nurses assure me that people change treatment regimens all the time, and I tell myself that monitoring and reassessing is a GOOD thing. But I'm still in a dither. Also, every twinge, niggle, and sensation anywhere near ol’ leftie has me jumping out of my skin in panic, convinced that the end is nigh.
So my questions to you all:
Has anyone else been in the same situation?
On a scale of 1 - 10, where 10 is Beet-faced-embarassed, how silly am I going to feel about this anxiety in a week or so?
Is there anything I should do to get prepared for maybe having surgery(?) in the next few weeks? I had totally bumped that down the road as a problem for 2022!
TIA!