“I’m coming for you…" her whispers are calling to me a little louder today. Who is she, you ask? Well, we do not speak her name – because if we do, her whispers get louder. Harder to ignore. Speak her name and she will come. She’s the voice that lives – rent free – inside... Continue Reading →
Holding Things Together… Barely
Back when I first started blogging about my breast cancer journey, I wasn’t writing anything that I wasn’t quite a few days (or weeks) removed from. But that has changed since then for a couple of reasons. One being, I’m all caught up now. And two, I think it’s only fair that those of you... Continue Reading →
Cancer Messed With the Wrong Broad
Somebody fucked up. Excuse my language, but it’s true. I got my biomarker results back from Duke yesterday. The Estrogen levels in my invasive cancer were 98% and my Progesterone was 58%. These are much better numbers than the ones Novant gave me of 21% and 22% respectively. I don't know where or how they... Continue Reading →
So… Chemo or Nah…? Part Two
A couple of weeks ago, my oncologist sent my tumor sample off to have the Oncotype tested. If you recall from previous posts, she expected it to come back a fairly high number since my Estrogen and Progesterone scores were on the lower end (as is typical in that situation), which would mean I'd need... Continue Reading →
Future First-Rounders and Infamous Reputations: An Update
This post is going to be a (rather long) double update: One for the REACH Center and one for the fill appointments both on Monday of this week. Things seem to be going well in terms of growing my half-babies (thanks, Siobhan, for that term). Even my strange little voodoo magic episode of the disappearing... Continue Reading →
The Pesky Port
Well, the mysterious, migrating port has officially been found!! Last week, after my half-fill appointment, Dr. Criswell had told me to go home and tend to my wounds with ice and massage over the next few days before we tried again. I didn’t really get how massaging it would help since she'd just spent 20... Continue Reading →
Some Good News and Some More Good News
First thing's first: My oncologist called me yesterday to tell me that my sample was NEGATIVE for HER2!! This is good news because it rules out the year-long chemo treatment I would've needed had it been present. It is bad news because I now have to wait two more weeks for the Oncotype result to... Continue Reading →
Cancer Sucks
I have always hated that phrase. I don't know why, but even before I was diagnosed, I was never fond of it. I mean, DUH!! Of course cancer sucks!! And I'm willing to bet all the cancer patients in history can tell you that! Why do we need to make a catch phrase out of... Continue Reading →
My Type of Cancer
Mmkay. I feel like I need to clarify one thing. Let’s all get this straight: I am not dying. Not even close. Not even a little bit. Yes, I could get hit by a CATS bus tomorrow because those guys are assholes, but my breasts will not be what kills me (I can say that with... Continue Reading →
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