My last post shared the decision to remove myself from the
clinical trial. Boy – was that the right
decision. My health almost immediately
started to improve. I’m eating well
again, gaining weight (mixed feelings about that one) and overall feeling like
myself. Then – the next thing decided it
was time to start– even if I didn’t feel ready.
Since the surgery – I’ve had increasing pain in my left
upper butt cheek. Glamorous – I know and
easy to attribute it to the pain of healing from surgery. Every night – I would rub Icy Hot into the
sore spot before climbing into bed. One
night – I realized – there was a rather large lump there. “Poof – Out of Nowhere”. The pain was also getting more difficult to
manage. I was able to get into the Orthopedic Oncologist
(Miles) and be seen the very next day.
An x-ray and MRI were performed and a few days later a biopsy. Although very unusual – the breast cancer has
chosen to metastasize in my butt cheek. Alan
and I are lovingly referring to it as my ‘ass cancer’. J Another case of – ‘What on Earth’ to add to
my memoirs. Due to all this – the cane has come back and
I walk with it wherever I go.
Last Week – Alan and I went on a week vacation to Key
West. An absolutely beautiful, laid back
and colorful island. The temperatures
were in the mid-70’s and we enjoyed eating the locale fare, sun bathing on our
little piece of sandy beach. Alan was
able to go on a dive which he enjoyed – as well as snorkel. It was a great experiencing – getting away
from the noise of daily life and just being a couple.
There were lots of great conversations on how we navigate this new phase
– followed by lots of hugging and maybe some tears.
It was my first
experience taking the airport wheelchair from curb to gate and gate to curb as
we traveled. I now have a bit more
empathy for those with disabilities that need this service. As a bit of a control freak – it was
challenging not being ‘in charge’ of what others were choosing to do with my
body. Some were very
courteous/thoughtful – others were oblivious.
I think they were race car drivers in a former life. I’ve learned that asking permission or
consulting with the person in the wheelchair is an important part of the
service.
This week we have a litany of doctor appointments on Tuesday–
which is good as the ‘ass cancer’ appears to be getting larger and
red/angry. We’ll get that checked
out. Also – we’ve been given the privilege/gift
of having my case reviewed by a renowned Breast Cancer Specialist – Dr. Eric
Winer at Dana Farber in Boston this Thursday, February 13th. Alan
is unable to attend but I have a very good friend flying out with me. It will be a bit of a girl’s adventure. He’s has all my patient history from all the
various facilities – and I’m curious to hear if he has other treatment options
or if he might be able to provide a bit more insight related to my
prognosis.
Otherwise – all is well.
There is a lot going on and an incredible amount of learning along the
way. Love to all of you. We couldn’t do this without your constant
love and support.
Nanette, my thoughts, prayers, love, and best wishes are with you. It sounds like that cancer is really a pain in your ass! ;-) I'm hoping for the best!
ReplyDeleteHey Nannette - You are such a wonderful positive person. Keep up with your blog and your wonderful spirit and you will kick cancer in the ass! Love you lots! #girlpower!
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ReplyDeleteGood grief!! But I love that you are laughing where you can - makes a huge difference in surviving this life, I tell you what! Prayers are with you!! xoxo
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