OK here's the latest poop on me. I'm writing it HERE because I don't want to have to repeat myself.
It looks like I'll be around for a goodly longer time than expected. This is what I know to date: My PET scan and MRI both show that my breast cancer has yet to go on the scenic tour. It is still put up at the left tit motel. This is a very good thing. It means that I am NOT riddled with cancer. It will be easy to remove. AND I get some really perky new tits. Yeppers, it's really all good.
As I've related in past postings, I have the BRACA gene mutation which gives me an 85% higher chance for recurring breast cancers in my lifetime. I have decided on a radical mastectomy which all my doctors agree is a wise choice. I met with the reconstructive surgeon today and my situation is a bit more complicated than just throwing a couple of silicone bubbles in place of what was. All that will get me is, well, what looks like what is. After losing all the weight, I am rather deflated. So my Cancer Adventure involves the "Inflate O Boob Ride". YAY! The surgeon inserts expanders. Then I get to come into the office and get "inflated" to whatever size I choose. After the "Inflate O Boob Ride" is over, he removes the expanders in another "minor surgery" and then I get to heal all up.
A few bummers. I have to lose the nipples. And pain. I'm scared shitless that they will be unable to properly medicate me, as they completely failed after hip surgery and more recently with an upper GI and colonoscopy. These concerns have been related to the Dr. but there will most likely be a need for serious written instructions to everyone concerned. I don't want any fuck-ups. Oh, and I still get the "Wonders of Chemo Experience". Blech. Yes the hair still goes away. I will still wear crazy wigs. I really hope it doesn't make me constantly nauseous, because that is one of the worst feelings besides chronic pain.
I am still a non-smoker. It is Friday night and I had my last cig on Monday morning. I have used no nicotine replacement therapy. There were some visual issues the first couple of days, but in terms of physical withdrawals, they were really minimal. The psychological triggers are still strong, especially after a meal or driving certain places. I know these feelings are temporary and one day soon I will be passing the small throng of smokers stuck outside in the miserable weather and just feel sorry for them. For anybody who is interested in getting rid of the slavery of smoking, I suggest Alan Carr's book "Quit Smoking the Easyway". And that is all I'm going to pontificate on the matter because I refuse to become an ex-smoker asshole hypocrite.
I love you all so much for your caring and kind thoughts, prayers and words. You have no idea how blessed I am to have you all in my life. Thank you from the bottom of my sassy little heart.
It looks like I'll be around for a goodly longer time than expected. This is what I know to date: My PET scan and MRI both show that my breast cancer has yet to go on the scenic tour. It is still put up at the left tit motel. This is a very good thing. It means that I am NOT riddled with cancer. It will be easy to remove. AND I get some really perky new tits. Yeppers, it's really all good.
As I've related in past postings, I have the BRACA gene mutation which gives me an 85% higher chance for recurring breast cancers in my lifetime. I have decided on a radical mastectomy which all my doctors agree is a wise choice. I met with the reconstructive surgeon today and my situation is a bit more complicated than just throwing a couple of silicone bubbles in place of what was. All that will get me is, well, what looks like what is. After losing all the weight, I am rather deflated. So my Cancer Adventure involves the "Inflate O Boob Ride". YAY! The surgeon inserts expanders. Then I get to come into the office and get "inflated" to whatever size I choose. After the "Inflate O Boob Ride" is over, he removes the expanders in another "minor surgery" and then I get to heal all up.
A few bummers. I have to lose the nipples. And pain. I'm scared shitless that they will be unable to properly medicate me, as they completely failed after hip surgery and more recently with an upper GI and colonoscopy. These concerns have been related to the Dr. but there will most likely be a need for serious written instructions to everyone concerned. I don't want any fuck-ups. Oh, and I still get the "Wonders of Chemo Experience". Blech. Yes the hair still goes away. I will still wear crazy wigs. I really hope it doesn't make me constantly nauseous, because that is one of the worst feelings besides chronic pain.
I am still a non-smoker. It is Friday night and I had my last cig on Monday morning. I have used no nicotine replacement therapy. There were some visual issues the first couple of days, but in terms of physical withdrawals, they were really minimal. The psychological triggers are still strong, especially after a meal or driving certain places. I know these feelings are temporary and one day soon I will be passing the small throng of smokers stuck outside in the miserable weather and just feel sorry for them. For anybody who is interested in getting rid of the slavery of smoking, I suggest Alan Carr's book "Quit Smoking the Easyway". And that is all I'm going to pontificate on the matter because I refuse to become an ex-smoker asshole hypocrite.
I love you all so much for your caring and kind thoughts, prayers and words. You have no idea how blessed I am to have you all in my life. Thank you from the bottom of my sassy little heart.
Of course we give a damn! Glad you've caught it now, before it's too late time.
ReplyDeleteWow Caroline. I had no idea!! With your strong will and personality and GREAT attitude you will be fine. And how cool for new perky boobs. I would definitely do the same, and have them both removed. Does Marlena need to be checked for the gene?
ReplyDeleteWill be thinking of you. John has his surgery Oct. 17, but it is nothing compared to what you will be going through.
Really good news! Pain, of course, isn't pleasant - nor chemo. But, you're going to live! WooooHoooo! Please call if you need anything.
ReplyDeleteSharon Rose
Hip hip hooray!! Cancer containment is worth celebrating. And after everything is said and done, you're going to be sporting a cute pixie cut and amazing cleavage! See, the world really needs you to stick around! Blessings and strength for the journey ahead. Focus on the light at the end of the tunnel.
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