Here I go again.....
Buzzing off to somewhere fuzzy.
Brain is addled.
Eyes won't focus.
And no (hic!) gin & tonic anywhere near me.
I think I can FLY!
Wheeee!
Or bungee-jump
Wheeeee!
Or tandem-dive out of an aircraft...
Ooohh...I've got the munchies.
Thank God for my Twiglets/Cheddars/piccalilli
The top of the mountain is in sight...
A few days hard slog to get there
But I will.
You know that.
I will. x
On the 28th July 2011, my life changed in one phone call with the simple words - 'yes - it's cancer'. I've created this blog, for the benefit of my wonderful close and extended family; and for my amazing friends around the globe, so I can keep you abreast (!) of my journey.
This will not be a sad tale - but I hope it will amuse you, inspire you, and most of all allow me to lean on you from afar, as you guide me through what looks like a rocky road ahead.
I can't guarantee a happy ending, but hope to make you laugh to the end.
My diagnosis of 2 x grade 3 (fast growing) tumours - type - 'Triple-Negative' - so called
because it doesn’t
have receptors (proteins on the surface
of cells) for the hormones oestrogen and
progesterone, or a protein called HER2, was shocking. This rare aggressive sub-type of breast cancer, therefore, doesn't respond to common
hormonal treatments, such as tamoxifen or
anastrozole (Arimidex®
) or
trastuzumab (Herceptin®
). Survival rates are considerably lower, than for more common types of breast cancer, especially in years 0 - 5, but on a par 5+ years post treatment.
Fast forward to December 2020. Secondary cancer . Triple negative again but the tumour localised to the scar of the primary cancer. The prognosis is weaker. I am buying myself time - with chemo currency.
This will not be a sad tale - but I hope it will amuse you, inspire you, and most of all allow me to lean on you from afar, as you guide me through what looks like a rocky road ahead.
I can't guarantee a happy ending, but hope to make you laugh to the end.
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