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The Silent Hell of Cancer After Treatment

Everyone thinks that once you finish chemo, surgery and radiation it’s done. You go right back to normal and aren’t you the survivor for getting through all that. Yay you!. Well, I sometimes think during treatment is the easy part. They tell you where to go, what you are doing and why. You spend a year just doing what you are told and try to keep up your strength to make it all happen. Then treatment ends. And when it ends. It just ENDS! Sure, you go in for follow up appointments that you have panic attacks over starting a week before. But no one talks about all the physical damage that you are left to tend to.

Right after you finish treatment you have a few days of excitement because you are done. Then you start to freak out and get depressed and anxious because all of a sudden you have no one to tell you what to do and you have to pick up all the pieces and put your life back together. It takes a year or more to get your mental capacity to work correctly. Right about the time your mind starts to work you then realize that your body is an absolute mess.

Yesterday I had an appointment with my Med. Onc. We did bloodwork again because I have some numbers that are out of wack and we are trying to figure out why. But they ask you all these questions about pain, which in the past I’ve brushed off. Well, when you have ER/PR Positive breast cancer you get to take these really cool meds for the next 10 years. I got to be put on Aromasin (exemestane).  I started out doing Lupron shots every 6 months to stop my ovaries from producing estrogen, and then the Aromasin to inhibit any estrogen that is still being produced from other sources. There are side effects to all these. I was in a really bad place after my last Lupron shot. I was just miserable. So we decided to just remove my ovaries so I didn’t have to endure the lupron any longer. Fabulous. At this point, I’ve been in menopause for the last year. And when you don’t have any estrogen being produced in your body, it starts to break down and change.

Right now because of the extream bone and joint pain I have, I’m stopping the exemestane for a few weeks to see if it gets better. If it does then we are switching me to Tamoxifen. I’m kind of hoping that this happens because then I won’t have the bone pain for sure and my hair will get thicker. (in theory!!) Oh…when you take exemestane it thins your hair so you see your scalp. Although better than being bald, it’s just unnerving.  But Tamoxifen is supposed to strengthen bones. So that would be nice. I would love to move without pain!!

A major issue that no one talks about with breast cancer is what happens to the ladybits. One of the major drawbacks of not producing estrogen is vaginal dryness. And I’m not talking you can just use some cream and it’s better. We are talking full out atrophy. Imagine your lips chapped to the point where they are dry cracked and bleeding. It hurts to talk. Same premise. They tell you to use over the counter suppositories but for some people, it doesn’t work. Yay! I’m some people. Now we have to sit around and talk about my lady parts to everyone.

Let me just say that when you go through breast cancer you lose all your inhibitions about your body. You have had more people look at, examine, study and touch your breasts that it doesn’t phase you anymore. And once you don’t have any breasts it’s very strange because you still cover up and hide things and there is nothing to hide but two really big ugly scars and a huge brown/gray circle where the radiation was done. So you ALWAYS know exactly where it was! Yes, I’m a little bitter about the whole thing still. I was not given the option of reconstruction. I was told by all my Drs. that it would probably be best if I didn’t. I didn’t push it because honestly…I heard the surgery can really suck, especially when you weren’t set up for it after a DMX. And I do actually like not having to worry about them.

Okay so now we are going to talk about the only thing I have that distinguishes me as a woman (in my eyes). And that doesn’t even work anymore! It hurts to do everything! So they have this procedure called the Mona Lisa Touch. I have been told about it for the last year. At first, I blew it off because…I won’t need it! I’m too young to have to worry about this yet!. HA! You also just went through a year of hell and yeah…you need to worry about it. When I was having my ovaries removed my Dr. (bless his heart) said that it was really bad and there was no discussion. I had to have this done. Okay. sign me up let’s do it. I had to wait until after my surgery to schedule it so I could heal from that.

Let me just explain. Insurance does not pay for this. As I was told…When the machine and technique came over to the US they didn’t want to have to wait for all the correct paperwork and regulations so they designated it under “cosmetic.” And insurance won’t pay for anything “cosmetic.” My argument is that if you are a cancer patient and insurance will pay for reconstruction of breasts…which is cosmeitc….they should pay for the reconstruction of your lady parts! But I digress.

I was told that it took like 5 minutes and was painless. Your initial treatments are 3 sessions 6 weeks apart and then once a year for maintenance. Okay. No problem. It costs $1950 for the first 3. $750 for each individual treatment. Well, okay, let’s do it.

I go in for my appointment. They explain what everything is and how it works. Basically, it’s like microdermabrasion on your ladybits….inside and out….with a laser. The whole thing is to remove the layer of skin that is atrophied so it can produce collagen and become healthy. Great!  There is a metal cylinder with markings on it, the actual machine and then a vacuum to suck up the flying debris of skin. Doesn’t this sound like it’s going to be fun?

They put a lidocaine cream over your bits and let you sit there for 7-10 minutes so you numb up. (wait…why do you need to numb anything…I thought this was painless!!!)

They come back and ask if you can feel anything. I’m like, um, yeah I still can. Well, my bits are atrophied to the point where I guess we are not going to get all the way numb. Yay! At this point, I’m super excited about the whole thing. They give you some cool glasses and a mask to put on. Of course, I ask why we are doing this. And it’s because of cells flying and well…this laser.

The first thing they do is a pH test. Evidentally the pH level of the vaginal area should be between 3.5-4.0. Who knew. Mine was 7.4. Yep….not good. As we do each procedure the pH level should go down as everything gets health, er.

Okay lets do this! They insert the cylinder. Fantastic. Then they insert this other thing that has the laser and also vibrates. It’s a very bizarre feeling, but it doesn’t hurt. Whew! Up until this point, I’m good. Then they start.  You’ve got the Dr doing the procedure and the nurse assisting. They start inside at the top and work their way down. For the most part, it was fine, every now and then it felt like either a pinprick or someone dragging a string along your skin. So I’m like, this is doable. Then they get towards the end. This is also where it’s the worst. And OMG. I felt it. Now I couldn’t feel all of it, just the parts that were super bad. Take that same pin, switch it to a larger needle and start jabbing. I jumped a few times, but it was tolerable. The last part they do is outside the vaginal canal. They go from the clitoris down to the perineum and everything in-between. It wasn’t excruciating, but it wasn’t pleasant either. I held my breath the whole time and I do have nail marks on my hands from holding them together. They did ask if I wanted to take a break at any point, and I said no. I didn’t curse at the Doc and tell him off…so it wasn’t completely awful.

When you are done they give you an ice pack. Yep. ice is good. It’s hot, it burns. This goes away after a few hours. Then you apply Aquaphor for the next few days. (no baths, clean the area 2-3 times a day and keep it moisturized while it heals) The whole thing from start to finish took about 30 minutes. So a little different than that 5 minutes mark they say.

Afterwards, my poor doctor just felt so bad that I was in any discomfort or pain. It so wasn’t his fault. I mean. the nurses who have reached menopause who had it done did not have the same experience I did. They did not have any pain and it didn’t take as long. I think if you are getting it done due to cancer treatments it’s not going to be a la la walk in the park. I mean why would it be. When you go into menopause naturally it’s gradual and your body has time to adjust. When you go into menopause medically, BOOM! You’re here! No gradual anything and it’s a lot harder on your body. Besides chemo and the medication you are on amplifies everything. So just keep in mind when these nurses say they had it done and it’s a piece of cake, they are coming from a different place than anyone coming from Cancerland.

When I got home I laid down with my ice pack and just rested. I did take some ibuprofen to help with the pain and discomfort. I removed the icepack about 5 hours after the procedure. Oh and the first time you have to go to the bathroom it hurts like a bitch! Sleeping was a bit uncomfortable. There will be blood so don’t freak out. That’s normal. And it doesn’t last. I mean, you just got a layer of skin obliterated from your body…

Today, as expected, everything is itchy and uncomfortable. No pain though, just a mild stinging that is like when you have a sunburn. I’ll lay low today and tomorrow should be even better.

I do believe that the next session will not be like this. I think it’s like when you get a really bad sunburn and the first time you put anything on it, it hurts like a bugger and then it gets better each time you do it. I do believe that the next procedure will have less pain and won’t take as long. But of course you know that I will do anothe update!

The next step in become a real girl again.

If anyone has any questions about anything please don’t hesitate to ask.

DX: 2/9/16 | Breast Cancer | Stage 3B | Chemo – DMX – RAD | NED: 11/7/16

 

I recently had a friend who made a comment about being at a store and a lady in front of her started talking to her about how she just had this procedure done. My friend was appalled that anyone would talk about something like this and with a complete stranger. I know to normal people it seems very odd. But until you go through it, you can’t possibly understand. When you have been in pain and suffering and you finally get a treatment to end it, it’s amazing. You are so excited that you do want to share with everyone. The fact that this is available to women and we don’t have to suffer in silence anymore is major. All I keep thinking about is all the women who can’t afford this and continue to suffer because insurance won’t pay for the treatment. It’s a very emotional subject that women haven’t been able to talk about. I feel so blessed that this treatment is available to me and that I’m in a situation that I can afford it.

I’ve got to do some research to see if there is any assistance for women to get this done. Noone should have to suffer.

 

Reality has set in

I’ve been kind of depressed the last few weeks. I don’t know what triggered it. Surgery, the weather, the holidays. I’m sure all the above. When I get like this I either throw myself into work or stay in bed and binge watch TV. I’m not going to lie, I’ve been doing both. Now, I stay in bed with my laptop and work while I binge watch. Fantastic.  One of the things that has been weighing on my mind lately is life after Cancer. During treatment it was physical. I was so drugged up I really had no idea what was going on. I would be lying if I said I remembered 2016. It’s like a dream. When I say it was physical, I refer to the treatment and the surgery and radiation, so draining on a physical level. Spending all that time in the gym to keep myself going.

Physically I’m trying to accept some of the aftermaths of 2016. My hair is growing, but it’s not as thick as it was. I still don’t have breasts and never will. The scars are “healing nicely.” I have very mixed feelings about that part still. On one hand, it’s really nice not downloadhaving them. I have prosthesis that I wear sometimes and the joy of taking those things off when I get home is wonderful. The scars are ugly and make me sad. It’s a constant reminder of the hell. I don’t feel the least bit attractive, and it’s really hard to feel any sort of sensuality. This is one of those things I’m really trying to work through. The other thing is I don’t have hormones anymore. The big one being estrogen. So this makes any bit of intimacy a challenge, to say the least. So mentally this has been a hard obstacle to get over. I’m going to have the Mona Lisa procedure done after the first of the year and I hear that makes everything better. So that part is temporary. I don’t think that ER/PR positive cancer patients should have to pay for the procedure. I think it should be part of treatment. They take away just about everything that defines you as a woman. Insurance will cover breast reconstruction but they won’t make it so you can have a sex life or not have constant UTIs? Well, that’s great. Obviously having breasts are more important than normal functions. That seems fair. I’m sure I will express my opinion on this matter coming up to people who don’t care. Then there is the pain that still goes on. The bone pain. The kidney pain. The liver pain. The intestinal pain. The hot flashes and all that is getting better, but it’s very strange to be hot and cold at the same time.

With all these physical things I’m dealing with it’s really messing with my mental state. download (3)In addition to all this, I’m trying so hard to accept and get used to, we are in winter, where the sun doesn’t come out. It’s always overcast. So it’s dark and cold. That does not help my mood. And the holidays. Deep down I love the holiday season. But I am in such a place mentally that it’s very confusing. So how the hell am I going to get past this? I mean I know in 2016 I would have my breakdown that I couldn’t do this anymore and then I would be fine. Last night I had a total meltdown and started to think the same way. But then I’m like, You’ve come this far, don’t let THIS beat you.

I wasn’t going to decorate this year, but then I started thinking about it. I need to. I need to be surrounded by things that make me happy (and sad too). I need to look at all these things I made to remind me that I can do things and I am good at things. I’ve spent the last year in the event community and everyone seems so good at the decorating and making things. I mean I look at everyone’s pictures and I’m amazed. I think why can’t I do that kind of thing. Why don’t I have that talent? It’s so easy for me to think I’m not good at stuff. (yes this is part of my downward spiral all related to the above…if you were wondering how this ties in). So as I’m pulling out the Christmas decorations, I’m looking at stuff and I’m like, wow! that’s awesome. I then look through pictures of things I have done and made. And you know, I’m just as good as these other people. And professional pictures can usually make anything look good with the right lighting and angles. (Just say’n)

Okay so while I’m sitting here having my pity party and trying to give myself a pep talk, I’m thinking, how can I get my shit together? Whereas 2016 was physical and I don’t remember anything, 2017 has been very mental and I feel like I’m all over the place. It’s like in 2017 we took all my feelings and emotions and threw them up in the air and download (2)scattered them everywhere. People ask me how I am or how I feel, and of course I say fine, but honestly, I don’t know. So all I know is I have to find a way to keep pushing through. It’s so funny because people forget. When you are going through treatment everyone is pulling for you and then you end treatment and is like…oh….she made it, she’s fine. No, really. I’m not. But hey, thanks for not asking.

I am finding myself going back to some of my old ways. Like I want to try to help people as much as I can. I extend myself and go out of my way to talk to people and be of assistance. Well, I need to stop. I also need to stop caring about what other people think. I do have to say 2016 was great for that…I didn’t give two shits about anyone or anything, or how they felt. Wasn’t important. So as I come out of the fog, I’m starting to care again. Maybe I should write a post: Things I learned from Cancer! So, I’m not going to try to help people anymore unless they specifically ask. Obviously, for certain organizations and stuff I will, but not individuals. The biggest thing I learned from my cancer experience is 1. put yourself first. 2. who cares what people say or think. I quite enjoyed not being part of the drama. Life is too short to waste energy on people who don’t give a shit.

I’m hoping that things start to balance out a little more in 2018. I’m not asking for complete normalcy because that’s just not going to happen. I have to realize that there are still some things that are not forever. After I have this procedure that should make the world of difference and one less issue to deal with. (Mona Lisa Touch….look it up. if you are going through Menopause or have had a full hysterectomy or you have gone through cancer treatment look into this. I’ve heard amazing life changing stories! And yes I will give a full report once I’m done!) That will be one down. I really need to get back to the gym. I think my lack of energy and depression has to do with my ladownload (1)ck of exercise lately. I’m at about 85% from my last surgery (Had oophorectomy so I could stop taking the Lupron shots and be less miserable) So that will help with that. The breast thing. I’m just going to have to deal and embrace it. If you are asking…”why don’t you just have reconstruction done if it bothers you so much?” Well…I’ve heard a lot of stories about it and I’m choosing the lesser of the two evils. I don’t have any extra skin so they would have to graph it and the expanders and the possibility of tubes again, and the pain. No thanks. I’ve heard and seen some pretty awful horror stories about reconstruction after double mastectomy and I will NEVER volunteer to have a surgery done that could cause more problems than not.

Okay so I know where I need to be and how to get there. Now it’s a matter of following through. But as usual….I got this!

Back on Track!

Of course, now that I’ve committed myself to getting my self together and back on track, this means I’ll probably be posting a lot more. Yay! More blog activity! I’m starting all this with baby steps. And again, I’m trying to learn from the past 20 months! I have always had an issue of having this all or nothing type of attitude. Which helps with some things, but doesn’t always work for others. If I’ve learned one thing with me, it doesn’t work with food or exercise. The patterns I have noticed: I decide I’m going to start eating “right” so I go full force, no sugar, no white flour, no processed. I eat meat, vegetables, and fruit. (Wait! am I allowed to have meat…they said that’s bad for you too!) I typically go strong for 2 weeks. Then something happens and I have 1 cheat meal. Which then turns into a cheat day….weekend….week…month…you see how that works. So step one for me is that I’m not going to say I CAN’T have something. I have learned with my personality if I deprive myself of something it’s like a challenge….that little voice inside me says… “oh yea? watch this!” And I reach a point and go overboard. Cue in rummaging the cabinets for butter and powdered sugar to make icing!

Okay, so how does one find that balance to still eat healthy and not totally go off the deep end? Honestly, I am the type of person who needs structure in their lives. I thrive off of it. If I don’t have a plan or roadmap I get lost. Look! Shiney things! So I have to

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decide what I’m going to eat in advance, write it down beforehand and check it off as I do it. I know all the journals are blank and the instructions that I always thought was that you write down what you actually put in your mouth. Well good for you if you have that kind of self-control. Personally, I do not. Therefore I need a whole special set of rules…because well…I’m special…my mother told me that! My rules are to get that new journal and fill in what I’m going to eat the night before or that morning. I’m not going to pretend that I can fill this out the beginning of the week because I know that by Thursday I’m not going to feel like grilled chicken, so I’m going to try to plan the day’s meals as close to that day as possible. The only thing I’m not like that with is breakfast. For some reason, I can have the same exact breakfast every day for a month and it doesn’t bother me. Sometimes the same with lunch. But when it comes to dinner. I don’t know…I get all finicky! Dinner is my problem meal. The first step to solving this is knowing that the problem exists!

 

 

Now. I know I’m going to sit down the end of the day (or first thing in the morning…when my schedule allows) and plan out my eating plan for the day.  How am I going to decide what I’m going to eat? This is where things get tricky. I would love to say that I’m not a picky eater and I’ll eat about anything. That would be a lie. I’m not crazy about steak unless it’s a tenderloin, I only like chicken cooked a certain way. Not a fan of vegetables, but I do like salad. I LOVE bread and butter. And I love anything in a cream sauce. As you can see I’m predisposed to bad eating habits just based on my likes and dislikes. This means I have to plan and work a little harder. Also with any relationship, there is going to have to be some give and take. I think that sounds fair.th (5)

 

 

 

 

When planning my meals I’m mostly going for balance. I’m going to be more concerned with the nutritional aspect of what I’m eating rather than the overall calories. Are the calories still going to be a factor…of course, but not to the extent as I have in the past. We are going to go a little off topic here for a minute. A perfect example of why I can’t do the “points” system or calories. Years ago I was on Weight Watchers and I could have 22 points a day. Great! So the way my mind works is how can I maximize the amount of food for the points. I gave up eating real food for junk. I found that I could have 22 meringue cookies for 4 points. Score! So I ate a lot of meringue cookies during that time, and I didn’t lose any weight. Yes, there were weeks I ate nothing but meringue cookies and wine. I was still within my points so…what’s the problem? I did the same thing with calories and the low-fat diet. All I’m going to say is gummy bears and jelly beans.  Now you know a little of how my mind works. So no more points and no more calories (really).

 

I was having a discussion with my son, who seems to have a really good grasp on nutrition and exercise, and he was explaining Macros to me. Okay…. He sent me to this website thatIIFYM-How-to-calculate-macros-square explained how all the macro stuff works. In short, my body needs a certain amount of nutrition to function properly. Well, duh, I knew that….I just chose not to listen. So he then sent me to the IIFYM site and said: “start there.” (not I’m not in any way affiliated with or have ever purchased anything from them. You can do a search and use any macros calculator. I’ve actually downloaded an app for my phone to check as well) You put in your information and they calculate how many calories you should eat and what percentage your macros should be. Well okay! We have the beginnings of a roadmap. For those who are going…”I’m not following…what are macros?”  Macros are the percentage of Carbs, Fat, and Protein you eat. (in Weigh Watchers defense, this is what the points system is based on along with fiber…I just found a loophole to eat what I want! I need to be held responsible for real numbers!)

 

Okay so now I know what my macros should be AND how many calories I need. See…you really aren’t going to get away with forgoing the calorie thing. In my opinion, if you are eating the proper percentage of macros and not going off and eating a bunch of high fat and sugar you are going to come in close to your calorie goal. Most of the time! There are always exceptions and that’s why I’m still going to keep an eye on it….I’m just not putting all my focus on calories, but macros. See? Now because I just spent all this time in treatment and I’m taking certain medications I personally need to make sure I’m getting enough vitamin D. So nutrients are another aspect of this little roadmap that I’m going to be keeping an eye on. The whole basis of this is just not about making sure I don’t eat too many calories and I exercise enough. I mean yes this is a fact and plays a role in the whole weight loss plan but, I’m not JUST concerned about losing WEIGHT! I’m working on my overall health. So I need to pay attention to the amounts of nutrients and types of nutrients going into my body.iifym

Nutrition and food is the part I struggle with the most. I have my macros calculator and my daily eating menu. I plan what I’m going to eat prior to putting anything in my mouth. I check off as I consume what is on my list. And then at the end of the day, I enter it all into MyFitnessPal (no don’t work with them either, just the app I use). This will show me where I landed with my macros and nutrition for the day. I look at it and see what I could improve on and then plan for the next day.

Now that I have the food thing figured out. We move on to exercise. Again. I tend to overdo it and go in full force. Again, what I have learned the last 20 months is to listen to your body. Just recently I decided I was going to add a little weight and reps to my upper body workout. Well, I must have done an exercise I haven’t tried since surgery and totally jacked up my shoulder. Yeah…don’t do that! It’s okay to start out slow. It’s okay to not do all the reps and all sets and all the weight at first! Listen to your body! Start out slow. Add slowly. Same thing with cardio. Geeze…work up to that. After surgery, I started walking. Every week I would walk a little longer and a little further. Then I started to add in some running. I would walk and then jog for 30 seconds. I slowly built up and after a year I’m up to running 2 miles without stopping. (not every day though! Haven’t reached that goal yet!) I eventually added weights. Very slowly. I do yoga once a week (should do it more) I stretch, swim, dance, hike and anything else I feel like! The most important thing I’ve found with exercise is to find something you like to do. YOU like to do! If you don’t like it, you won’t do it. balance-rings

I have gone through a thing where I’m exercising 5 days a week and I can’t figure out why I’m not losing weight. Well, the one thing I’ve learned with weight loss and getting healthy is you need ALL components of health. Nutrition is number 1. I don’t care what anyone says if you aren’t putting the right fuel into your body nothing is going to go right. (I could go on about this and disease and a multitude of other topics, but I’ll save it) The second thing is stress management and sleep. I’m going to throw mental health in here..but it could totally be on its own. If you aren’t allowing your body to rest and recover, again it’s not going to help anything. And finally, exercise. Excercise will help with the stress and sleep part (in theory, again…I could take off on a rant here). But you need to strengthen your muscles, bones and keep your body moving.  I didn’t mention water so I’ll throw it in here. Drink lots of water!!! I truly believe weight loss and overall health needs all 3 of these to get the results I’m looking for. It is so beyond just losing weight. It’s about overall health and not just a number on the scale.

Whew! There is so much to this! No wonder everyone wants to find a quick fix to health!

Disclaimer: Because we live in the world we live in today, I don’t want anyone to get their feathers ruffled. I am not a doctor or a nutritionist or have any training in any type of health field. I am expressing what I have learned through other professionals and my own experience. These are just my views and am not suggesting anyone follow anything that I have written without the consent of your healthcare professional (doctors, nutritionists etc.) Everything that I have written is my own personal thoughts and experiences. Please consult a doctor or health care professional before you attempt any diet or exercise program.

 

 

What Next

I’ve been sitting here the last few days trying to figure out what my next steps are. What exactly it is I need to do and what I want to do. I was told at one point to look at this as having a blank slate. So I sit here staring at a blank slate wondering what my first stroke will be. I may be over thinking this. I feel like whatever color I choose or shape I create will define the remainder of my life. Logically I know this isn’t true. But I think I’m putting unnecessary pressure on myself to make sure I do everything just right. It’s like I want this next chapter to be perfect. I know that isn’t right. If I have learned anything I should go in with 3 paint brushes in each hand all different colors and just go nuts. Of course, that’s kind of how I’ve always lived my life it seems. I’ve never had a specific direction. I’ve always just flown by the seat of my pants and wait to see where things take me. I’ve never had a plan.  Which is just crazy for someone who seems to always be planning something. So I’ve been really taking a look at my life and myself. It’s been hard to look at myself from an outside point of view. Being totally objective. Being without personal emotional attachment.

Through treatment, I had been in a bit of a daze. I just went and did what I was told. I didn’t have to think too much about what to do and where I was going. The only thing I needed to know and be aware of is getting through all of it. My whole thought process was very simple, “whatever needs to be done to get this out of my body and make sure it never comes back…let’s do that.” It was all very simple. The drugs from chemo really affected my brain function. Surgery really messed with my mental state. Radiation wore me down mentally and physically. I sit here a month and a half after everything slowly coming out of all this fog. I still have trouble verbally communicating. I have the thought in my head but I can’t think of all the words I’m supposed to use.  Sometimes I can’t think of the order the words are supposed to be in. It’s like my brain and verbal function is not connected sometimes. Other things I have issues with are planning and multitasking. I purposely decided to cook specific things this holiday season because cooking, I have found, helps with all those functions. I have to plan it out and then do things in a specific order and at a specific time. That has helped. Of course, if something goes wrong I panic and then I lose my ability to communicate and reason. On the up side, it has shown me exactly where my weaknesses are and what I need to work on. I’ve been doing a lot of word games to try to help this. I also found some other games that help with order and reasoning.

Physically, I go back and forth between extreme fatigue and wanting to run a marathon. The physical part I’m not as concerned about. I go and work out at least 3-4 times a week at this point. I run, walk, swim and stretch.  Coming up here soon I’ll be upping the work outs a bit more. Weights for my upper body are a tricky thing yet. I tried but I have to be very careful. If I do too much my whole upper body swells.  I figured the swimming will help the upper body some. And I did start to do planks. Eventually, my upper body will be strong enough to start adding weights on dry land. But for now, we keep it in the water.

I’m trying to look at things as positively and realistically as possible. If I were to say 2017 is going to be a fabulous year and there will be nothing but good things happening I would be delusional. I look at 2016 as the year of being torn down. This means 2017 is the year to rebuild. It’s not going to be easy. There are going to be some roadblocks (there always are). It’s going to be a tough road.  Another battle…a different battle. I have to set realistic expectations of myself. Just like “oh treatments over now, it’s done and you can go back to your life” isn’t a reality (although how nice would that be). In reality, it’s “now that treatment is over what the hell am I left with here and how can I make this work.” The major problem that I’m finding is my mental state. This is my biggest hurdle. I find that I don’t seem to care about the same things as much as I did before. My priorities have shifted. The question is have they shifted so much that I’m not going to be able to function. I think there is a balance I have to develop.

For 2017 there are going to be a lot of changes. I want to say I’m never going to look back, but sometimes you have to look back to see how far you have come. I think the key is to not dwell on the past. Look fondly at the experience regardless of what that experience was. Remember the lessons you have learned from it, extract anything that could be useful for a current situation or one you are faced with, and then let it go and move on. Never dwell on the negative and get lost in the details of what happened. I don’t want to live there again. I’m hoping that each year will get easier. Right now appointments are every 3 months. As they become every 6 months and hopefully every year I will be able to relax and find my new place in this life and create things I never thought were possible.  Whatever….Right now I have to try to figure out how to live with this cloud over my head. Maybe someday that will go away too.

First Day of the Rest of My life

Well…yesterday was my last radiation session. I was doing good emotionally…then I stopped in the Chemo lounge like I usually do to say hi to everyone.  And I lost it.  Luckily the Social Worker was there.  So I asked her if we could talk a bit.  Sunday I had a complete mental breakdown. I had decided I wasn’t going to finish and just quit. (yes with one session left…I’m such a rebel).  She explained to me that it is completely normal. Some people after treatment go back to work after everything (or just continue to work) and like 3 months later it hits them like a ton of bricks.  In my case, I don’t have a job to continue or go back to.  When I got to Montana the plan was to set up house and then get a job and start over.  But this got in the way.  So between the pressure of selling the house last year, and then moving and then getting diagnosed, I folded.  I was to a point where I didnt’ HAVE to be strong anymore.  As I explained to her, throughout this process I would have my little hissy fit and cry for like 5-10 minutes and then shake it off and deal again.  There was that little voice in my head that would tell me to knock it off and woman up and get back in there.  Sunday, that little voice wasn’t there.  It just let me go.  So after talking to her it really helped to hear that it’s okay. That I’m normal. That I need to look at this as an opportunity to do whatever I want. I have a totally blank slate to work with.  And yes it can be scary…but it can also be exciting.  She told me to write down everything I like to do. What I want out of life. Then go and find things to try. Take a class or go to some club meeting.  I have absolutely nothing to lose.   My little voice is back…he is tired…but he is back.  So after treatment we went and had a beer at the place we had a beer the day I was diagnosed. Seemed fitting.

Last night I started a new sleep anti-anxiety medication Trazodone (Desyrel).  I’m not sure how I feel about this one.  I took it at 8:30 and about 20 minutes later I felt like I was floating. Then I was out like a rock. Woke up at midnight. Went back to sleep for 2 hours and then was up from about 2:30 to 4:00am. Went back to sleep until 5:15am. Stayed up for about an hour and then went back to sleep again, woke up about 9:00am.  Now the first 3 hours no dreams, I was out.  Then the next 2 hours I had crazy dreams. I mean at one point I had no idea what was real and what was the dream. I was having dreams within dreams. I mean in my dream I woke up and was telling my husband about the crazy dreams I had.  It got a little better the last few hours…normal kind of dreams but very vivid.  It’s almost like everything that I fear or that has happened that bothers me came out in my dreams.  I’ll see how it goes tonight.  I was a little groggy when I finally woke up…but if the dreams don’t calm down we are going to have to change this med.  I mean I don’t mind vivid…and sometimes they can be entertaining…but some stuff is just down right scary!

Today was my first day on Aromasin (Exemestane).  So far so good.  Took it at 9:30.  Didn’t have my first hot flash until 3:45.  That’s doable.  I don’t expect I’ll start feeling anything terribly different the first day…if I feel any different at all.  I mean a lot of the side effects are the same as the Lupron I’m already on, so they may just intensify a bit and I won’t notice….(let’s hope for that).

I was also supposed to just sit here all day and just watch TV. That was the plan.  I was going to be a total bum!  Well…I went downstairs and ended up starting on my craft room.  Mind you, I haven’t had the energy since we moved in to get to it.  So just about everything is still in boxes.  I have to figure out a shelving system of where I’m going to put all this stuff!  I also organized all the CD’s we have. You know, made sure the right CD was in the right case.  And then proceeded to put them in a box since no one really uses CDs anymore.  But it was fun to see what we have!

So my plan is to finish setting up my craft room.  Then make some stuff. Look to see if there are any classes on anything I might be interested in. Keep an eye on the job boards to see what is out there. I have kinda been doing this since I got here so that won’t really be any different.  I’m going to see how I feel the first of the year and maybe register with the staffing agency in town do some temporary work for a bit, maybe part time until I find something I like to do that they will give me money for.

My goal is to move forward and not look back….there really isn’t anything I need back there.  I’ve spent the last week mentally preparing myself for LIFE AFTER CANCER. Well, here we are. We have broken me down to rock bottom mentally and physically.  And this is how we start to make a Diva…

No going topless for a year!

My skin seems to be holding up so Monday will be my very last radiation treatment. It also will be the very end of the treatment trilogy.  (Chemo, surgery, radiation).  Monday I start on my 10-year stint of meds. whoo hoo.  I’m excited.  But the radiation nurse gave me this information hand-out of how to take care of the radiation site and what to expect for the next month.  In the section for “Skin”, it says that “you should protect the treated area from the sun for at least a year.”  I’m glad they told me because I could totally see me walking around without a shirt on everywhere over the next year.  Then I just thought about the men with prostate cancer….no junk in the sun….

I also met with the nutritionist.  That was good. I’m glad I did that.  Of course, the oncology department has their own nutritional team…why wouldn’t they.  So we figured out how many calories I should eat in a day. In the 1500 range. She explained the plate method to me. Which is:  Divide your plate in half.  One-half is non-starchy vegetables. Then divide the other half in half and you have your starchy foods and then protein. And off to the side, you have your fruit.  plate

Now I won’t be eating anything out of a can because well…anything canned is bad in my mind so I can’t change that. She said to stay away from any “Diet” or eating plan that tells you to cut out a food group.  Unless you have a food allergy or some sort of intolerance to a food or food group….it’s not off limits.  Focus your plate on vegetables and then having starches (whole grain) and protein as the sides.  Eat whole foods. Eat small meals throughout the day….at least 4.  Breakfast, lunch, Dinner, Snack.  And you can add a second snack if it keeps you from eating too much.  But always have a fruit/vegetable and a protein with each meal. (And never listen to Dr. Oz.)  There is no evidence that anything you ingest will change the pH of your body.  If you are drinking enough water and eating properly, your body will regulate your pH level. So baking soda, AC Vinegar….all that….unless it just makes you feel better taking it or keeps you from eating more (which is most likely just the water you are drinking fills you up). So YES to potatoes! Yes to whole wheat pasta! Yes to brown rice!  And I don’t have to give up chocolate.

So that solves that issue in my life.  Add exercise 3-4 times a week and I should be good to go.  OH…and do not weigh myself every day.  In fact…weigh yourself once a month if you must….but keep track of your progress by doing measurements.  I do measurements every week too…but I have to stop worrying about that number.  So I’m going to find a dress I want to be able to fit into and put that out and hide the scale!

I feel like I’m starting to get a good base for my new normal.  It all goes down on Monday!  Did I mention the medication I’m on says it highly recommends that you do not consume alcohol?  Well, I don’t think every now and then is going to kill me. But my days of hitting the bottle of wine days are over.  Which really isn’t a huge deal, I suppose.  I haven’t had much to drink the last 10 months anyway….haven’t been able to.  But I had a shot of amaretto in some black coffee the other day that was just fabulous. Normally, I have it in a cup of cappuccino.  They didn’t have cappuccino, so I made do.  OMG. It was just enough sweet. THAT will end up being my treat when I drink!

Preparing for The New Normal

I’ve spent a lot of today doing research on this new medication I’m going to be starting on Monday. Talking to the Doctors, the Pharmacists, reading medical papers. I started reading people’s experiences, but I don’t know how crazy or truthful these testimonies are…I mean, perception is different for everyone.  Everyone’s situation is different, and everyone reacts differently to things, so it really isn’t helping me. Whatever side effects I get, I will just have to deal with them. I had a total mental breakdown today after talking to the pharmacist….she’s a cancer survivor and she doesn’t candy coat things.  Which is good.

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I’m meeting with the nutritionist tomorrow after my radiation treatment. Going to figure out the eating portion of my new normal. See what I’m going to avoid and eat more of. That should be interesting.  Then I have to set up an appointment with the trainer at the gym to see what the best plan of attack is on that end.  It’s going to be quite the challenge because I’m fighting against a lot of things. I have to strengthen my bones since I have osteopenia.  I have joint and muscle pain from the Lupron already, and it may get worse when I start the Aromasin.  There are also the energy levels, and trying to keep my metabolism up.  So I am really going to have to force myself.  I have been doing that already through radiation fatigue.  I like to think I’m a little ahead of the game on that front.

One of the things I’m trying desperately to do is focus on myself. I’ve deleted my Facebook account at this point to make sure I don’t go on to peek. I know there is nothing going on there that could possibly contribute to my happiness or well-being.  Although there are a few people who I really do enjoy their posts…I’ve got some characters as friends.  But I’m trying to stay off my phone and all social media. This is the only social media I’m allowed on right now. I figure once I get myself set and I feel mentally and physically strong, and get into a good solid routine, I will go back on.

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So my big challenges to keep healthy and going are going to be diet, exercise, and sleep. Gee, that’s totally different than what I’ve been trying to work on for the last 20 years of my life.  Stakes are a little higher, and it’s kind of not an option now.  Before, I had the option of eating healthy and exercising, and not getting all stressed.  Now…not so much.

But I have wanted to change my life and get healthy…obviously, it took this whole ordeal to get me to actually do it. So much drama!!!  (In retrospect, I should have asked for something a little less invasive)

Because I’m Fabulous!

I met with my Medical Oncologist today.  I’m going to start on Aromasin (Exemestane) on Monday.  I take the Lupron shots every 6 months. This shot shuts my ovaries down so I don’t produce any estrogen. The adrenal glands still produce hormones so the Aromasin will stop this production of estrogen. This should ensure that this cancer that is estrogen driven can’t redevelop or do anything. I will be on these two medications for the next 10 years.  So the Lupron forces me into menopause.  Because there is no test to see when exactly my body will go into menopause for real, they are doing 10 years….by that time my body should have hit the natural menopause state. Interesting stuff right?  Now the Aromasin is a bit on the harsh side. Most people get put on Tamoxifen which has fewer side effects but isn’t as effective for my type of cancer. But if I can’t tolerate the Aromasin I’ll get switched over to the Tamoxifen.  If I can tolerate the Aromasin I may end up getting my ovaries removed so I don’t have to do the Lupron shot anymore. That would be one less medication to take. We’ll see how it goes. (just like Christmas…going to be quite the surprise!)

We are also stopping my Ativan (Lorazepam) for insomnia since it has seemed to stop working. We are going to change it up and going to Desyrel (Trazodone) we’ll see how that works out for me.  It’s supposed to not only help me sleep at night but help with any mood swings due to all the lack of hormones in my body. We’ll see how that works out. YAY Drugs!

At this appointment, my oncologist tells me now that I’m pretty much done with treatment that not everyone who goes through the rigorous aggressive course of treatfabment I took makes it.  I honestly didn’t know how to take that?  I mean that’s kinda scary. I have to think she meant that they had to break the treatment up some or change chemo drugs. Go me. Wow. Oh. I honestly have no idea how to react to that.  Just glad I didn’t know the odds before hand.
She checked out the lumps that have been bugging me the last few weeks.  I developed some bb sized lumps in my chest so when I found them a few weeks back my heart just sunk. She said they were probably nothing but we would keep an eye on them. The odds of any cancer developing at this point is about impossible.  But again, we would check them to see if they have changed in 6 weeks when I go back.

After this appointment, I went to Support Group.  Lately, I can only stay for the first 1/2 hour since I have to go to radiation.  Well, there is a new member. She had been diagnosed with stage 1 breast cancer 12 years ago. She had a lumpectomy and was good.  A few months ago it came back as metastatic breast cancer – Stage IV. My heart just hurts for her. She was so strong to come to support group and to announce that you have Stage IV cancer has to be just one of the hardest things in the world to do. I just wanted to hug her. While not curable, it is treatable. She’ll go on an oral chemo to keep it under control…..And I was just sitting there freaking out that this new medication said that I could lose my hair.  So I’m no longer freaking out about the possibility of losing my hair again or have it thin. This is why they make wigs.  So be it if it happens. Again something brought me down to the reality of the whole situation and to just be thankful to be alive. I also thought: I’m sure glad I made the decision to have a double mastectomy vs. just the single.  I mean they said that the odds of it coming back in another breast were slim to none. I was like yeah, it was a slim to none chance I got it in the first place so….I’d rather go through this once then have to go through it twice. But hey..there is no guarantee something else won’t develop down the line.  So I think I’ll just enjoy the time I have here and deal with whatever comes when it does.

Then I went to radiation. #30 #2 of the booster. 3 more left.  I’ve resorted to gang signs in the count-down.  But the chest is looking pretty bad ass at this point.  It’s getting quite impressive. Met with the Radiology Oncologist.  I told her about the bb sized lumps and she checked them out and said it was just scar tissue and effects to the tissue from radiation. Nothing to worry about. But again she said that we would keep an eye on it over time when we did CT scans.  Because you know I get to do those every 6 months now. So if anything develops from here on out we will catch it pretty quick. But she wants to see me again on Friday to check the status of my skin to see if we will do the last radiation treatment on Monday or just end it on Friday.  They are pretty impressed that I haven’t had to take a break with radiation. Most people have to take a few weeks off about half way through. It’s because I’m just that fucking amazing….really.

Now I’m not usually the type of person that boasts about myself…I’m actually very modest….even though I joke a lot about the whole Fabulous thing. But you know I think for this I’m going to make an exception.  Don’t worry…I won’t let it get to my head and I’ll only do it for a few days. :)

Oh. The downside of all this anti-hormone nonsense….my drinking days are pretty much over. I suppose it’s okay. I had a good run. And any more when I have wine or beer I feel like crap after just 1…so be it.

 

The Hair – The Journey.

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First day of Chemo 2/23/16

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Just got port in few days prior to this 3/5/16.

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Hair starting to thin 3/7/16.  Best to keep it braided…it was a HOT MESS! Literally one day it just started coming out in lumps

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Hair really thinning 3/15/16. This was obviously NOT a good day.  Chemo was starting to get pretty rough at this point. And let me point out my head hurt from my hair coming out.

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Got it shaved 3/30/16. Fuck that noise! Taking control of the situation.

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Then it just fell out all over the place.. At least it was little hairs…..Just about gone 4/30/16.  During this time there are no face shots of me bald because we had also just bought a house, moved and something had to give…so this is as good as that got.

 

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5/30/16 next to the last day of Chemo – Losing eyebrows and eyelashes. The last few months were pretty rough. I should have taken a picture of my hands.  They were brown and peeling…it was crazy.

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6/30/16 a few days after surgery. I felt like one of those hairless cats….Looked like one too!!!! A month after chemo stopped and not a strand of hair on my body. These were probably some of the darkest days. 1 month post chemo

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7/30/16 starting to come back. These were my weekly visits to the surgeon days. 2 months post chemo

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8/30/16 Actual Hair coming in…feeling pretty bad ass about it. 3 months post chemo

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9/30/16 Finally stopped wearing the scarf on my head. 4 months post chemo

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10/27/16 Almost done with Radiation. Hair at strange awkward stage. 5 months post chemo

 

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11/7/16 Last day of Radiation. Last day of Treatment

 

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11/30/2016 6 months post Chemo. (Wednesdays we wear pink)

 

1/31/17 – 8 months since Chemo. Finally got it colored today! No cut though….

 2/28/17.  9 months since Chemo. Hair looks darker than it really is here. Bad lighting!

 

 3/30/17 10 months since Chemo.  And 1 year since I got my head shaved! Still haven’t gotten it trimmed or anything…just colored. I am wearing a headband so it’s pulled back. But kinda feeling like a hippie.

4/30/17 11 months since chemo. I can almost braid parts of it. It’s out of control and crazy. I have not gotten anything trimmed or cut yet. Still not sure I’ll ever cut it again. The thickness is a little less than it was before but not real noticeable. It’s getting better. Still really curly. I actually blow it out to straighten it. I’ll have to get a “natural” picture. But nice to not have to really use a curling iron yet.

Bring it.

After 28 full radiation sessions which consisted of the lymph nodes and the entire left chest area, the last 5 are right to the scar and that’s it.  So there is a new cut out and new positions for this. The cut out is the shape of my scar and they put it down real close with a barrier between the machine and my skin. Then ZAP! So 29 down, 4 to go.

I’m kinda glad we are done with under my armpit for the lymph nodes because it’s really kinda gnarly looking at this point.  And yes it hurts like a motherfucker.  So I just have to keep my scar area from getting all blistery and shit, and I’m home free.

Tomorrow I see both my Medical and Radiology oncologists.  So the Medical oncologist is first…we are going to put me on some more medications to help stop hormones.  Really? Because I’m such a joy and a half already. It will be interesting to see what side effects I get from that one.  It’s like Christmas….you just never know what gift lies ahead with all these treatments.  And then with Radiology she is going to look at my skin to see if we end Friday or Monday.  And to let me know when my follow-up appointment with her is.  Because you know they don’t just drop you…oh no…you are in it for life.   At least I will only have to go in every 6 months to see everyone.

I didn’t go to the gym yesterday and I didn’t go today.  There’s a 90% chance I won’t go tomorrow either.  I’m sticking to stretching and keeping it low until my skin heals under my arm and chest.  I tried to work out without moving my arm, but you see then there is this sweat thing that happens and boy does that not feel good.  So laying low for a week isn’t going to kill me.  Nothing is really working out as I planned…but I should be used to it by now. Oh and since I didn’t get to partake in Halloween candy yesterday I got a bite-sized peanut butter cup from the Chemo Lab (Because it’s the day after a holiday and they always have candy in there!)  Then I stopped at the Drugstore to get some aloe. (LOL….yeah..lame drug store…) and ended up getting 5 tiny tootsie rolls, 5 Hershey’s kisses and a tootsie pop (cherry).  I think that’s way better than my plan to stop by Dairy Queen for a Blizzard (and get sick from it)

I’ve also come to the point where my positivity has evolved.  I used to be all “I got this!” “Gooooooo me!” “WARRIOR!”  “FIGHT CANCER AND EVERYTHING ELSE!!!!”  “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH”  Yeah, whatever.  Now I’m like “eh…whatever happens happens and I’m just going to stay on my own mat.”  It seems of all the treatments radiation is the one to wear me down and be all like…fuck it….doesn’t matter.  Now don’t get me wrong…don’t take my lack of enthusiasm for giving up or not being strong.  I now just wait to see what is thrown at me and with a deep sigh under my breath “bring it.”