Well I'm off to see a new oncologist in the new year (Jane beith at RPA in Sydney) and feeling a lot more comfortable to be in the care of a specialist breast cancer oncologist. Turns out the only reason I was not booked in with her is she was in the States at a conference learning all the latest. Ah, life and timing :-).
I had a wonderful chat with my fantastic surgeon today who made the time to speak with me despite the fact my concerns have zero to do with surgery (Belinda chan at RPA).
I'm pretty certain I'll be going the chemo route ... even if in my particular case I am very borderline as to whether there will be much benefit but I have to remember when I started on this journey I made a pledge to do everything possible to beat it and a maximum 2 per cent benefit may not be worth it ... but what if it is. No one can tell me. And at least I'm doing my bit to contribute to future understanding of what works and what doesn't :-).
Thanking all you lovely ladies above who reached out to me in my hours of need.
I have a few weeks up my sleeve before it starts so in between the work blitz to get things in place, there's going to be as many ocean swims as possible, as many good hair days as possible, and I'm going to devour as many novels as possible just in case the mooted chemo fog interferes with my capacity to concentrate on complex storylines.
Lost myself for a few hours in Paul Auster's Brooklyn Follies today and DIDN't think about cancer as it related to me once ... although one of the central characters has lung cancer. It was bliss. Not thinking about cancer for a few hours. It does happen, doesn't it? That you eventually think abalmost etching else?! Hope so....I'm even starting to bore myself! ;-)
x
