Who, me?
I've been having lumps checked since my early 40s - now I'm 64 and suddenly the 'call back' didn't end with a needle biopsy or aspiration, but with 'you've got cancer' (that's the only bit I heard). Since then 8th Aug, it's been a marathon on information overload, chasing appointments, feeling silly and also very sorry for myself! I am not this person! I've always had a happy-go-lucky outlook on life! I've raised 4 children born close together within four and a half years - I've need my sense of humour for the many situations I've faced! Now, here I am, retired, happy and wondering what on earth is going on and did they really mean me! On 15th Sept I had my Wide Local Excision surgery, plus the Sentinel Lymph Node Biopsy - and certainly needed my sense of humour that day as I needed the radiography done in one town and the surgery in another 35 kms away! Which wouldn't have been a problem if the first procedure had gone smoothly and they weren't 'biting at the bit' in the hospital waiting for me to turn up! However, turn up I did and all was well! One night in hospital and home for lots of care and attention, love and laughter with family members - lots of showing off my really colourful boob! Follow up appointment yesterday hit me with a big 'hmph' in the tummy! While lymph nodes are clear (wonderful!) I've been recommended to have a mastectomy because of the findings from the surgery! Sent straight to the pre-admission clinic but no actual date for the surgery yet! Can't contact the breast cancer nurse (she's on leave until the middle of this month) so I'm heading for books now to read the chapters I by-passed earlier. I was all informed on radiotherapy but only know horrible things about chemotherapy! I started off not knowing why I was writing this blog, but now it's becoming clearer to me - I feel a bit of the fog lifting and somehow a relief in sharing with people who understand! Thanks for listening!