Good point @Rose58 . My decision to get rid of mine at 54 was easy as I already had one foot in the menopause cauldron so all I was doing was accelerating the process. I'd had a recurrence and, after my second surgery/chemo/rads experience I was soooo over being poked prodded and injected that the idea of Zolodex to facilitate Femara was one idea too many.
When I was first diagnosed at 43, the Muppet who was my oncologist never suggested an oophorectomy, I just went straight onto Tamoxifen at the end of acute treatment. I don't know how I would have made that choice if it had been offered, but, being an all or nothing person I would probably have done it. Then regretted it. But it's possible I wouldn't be in the predicament I'm in now if I hadn't been merrily producing a shit load of oestrogen for the last ten years. Who knows.
It's all such a minefield; you try to reduce risk A which puts you square in the crosshairs of risk B. It only takes (for me) one incidence of poor communication or misinformation and I lose confidence in the people I am relying on to advise me. So then it becomes a situation where I get as much information as I can then run with my gut feeling. Which is all I know how to do but I'm finding there is so much we are not told about side effects. Information that would be very useful when you are making a life changing decision.
Marg xxx