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Week 20, Cycles 11,12 of 12: Not Happening

This week the oncologist felt that I had done enough chemo- I was not going to get Cycle 11 and Cycle 12.  I've talked before about the effects of the chemo on my fingers, but you know it is a sad situation when you knot your pyjama bottoms and then can't untie it to go to the bathroom. No more chemotherapy for me. Yay?  Yes, a bit of an anti-climax, but I still get to ring the "end-of-chemo" bell and get confetti thrown on me by my chemo nurses.

My doctor also had in her hand the results of my post-chemotherapy MRI and it showed that there was a reduction in the tumour, it looked less dense than before and above all it looks like the volume of the tumour decreased by about 75%. Yay to that for sure! Considering I didn't feel that anything was changing I was very happy about the result. Next on my list: surgery.

She said that although my blood counts are low in some areas, she felt that if I wanted to have surgery that day, I was well enough to do it. Me? Well, I need more mental preparation time than that. Certain important parts of my anatomy are going to go under the knife, they need a proper goodbye.

The actual date of my surgery (next Tuesday, Oct. 25th), does not really give me much more time, but by then, 2 weeks would have passed since my last chemo cycle. Since I want to bypass tumour regrowth, Oct 25th looked quite attractive. How was I to know I'd get a stomach bug Tuesday and Wednesday that had me in bed and that my small son would come home vomiting Thursday so I was up with him in the night? That plus prior commitments on Friday and Saturday equals not much time.
 
So from my first post:

Fear Rating: Low - things moving too fast to be afraid. Got to do what I've got to do (but very high if I wake up in the night). This is still true now.
Worry Rating: Low.  This is still true now. Anaesthesia is very scary but I can't control this or the surgery. At some point I have to take a breath and close my eyes, and that is where I am.Naturally this may change to "Through the Roof" once I am actually at the hospital.
Physical Health Rating: Getting better, but will take a hit after surgery.
Symptoms: I still have pain in the fingers; my (bloody) nose is getting better; I losing what little eyebrows I have left; the hair on my head seems to have started growing (although in a completely unacceptable colour).
Mental Health: So far so good.  But I imagine there will come a day when I will have a good long cry. That day isn't here yet.  Almost the same...that day is approaching.


Finally, October is  Breast Cancer Awareness month. Do what you must.

Comments

Greta said…
Good to hear that you've successfully finished the chemotherapy, and very encouraging about your positive MRI results. Thinking of you, and sending you best wishes that everything goes well during your upcoming surgery.
Kim said…
Hey Salina,
Thinking of you and your family and keeping you in our prayers.
Hope the surgery goes well.
Kim
Savi said…
Hi Sally,

Just echoing what Kim and Greta said - I'm happy to hear about your encouraging scan results, thinking of you everyday, and hoping that all goes well with the surgery.

(And don't worry about the hair colour - I've been dying mine for years!)

Love,
Savi
Austin Trini said…
Ladies - thank you for your support. Needless to say, it may be a while before I post again...
Alicia said…
Hi Sals,
Encouraging scan results-(A Positive)
No more Chemo-(A Positive)
Surgery-(A huge step but a step in the solution direction. So it's A Positive)
Thinking of you, G and the boys and we are praying for a successful surgery and recovery.

Love,
Alicia
stressbug said…
It is a strange thing to smile when I read your posts. I sigh and wonder about the path we all wander about on with the highs and lows of life. In the midst of this low you still bring a smile to those around you. I will smile for you on Tuesday. Hugs.
kkpenney said…
Salina - Just heard about your change in plans. I know it is all a mixture of good and scary and everything in between. I am praying for your docs and nurses, that they are at the peak of their game and that you have a speedy trek through the hospital and can heal at home. I love that you have gotten such encouraging news back from the MRI and that your body has responded so well to the treatment. Your courage is an inspiration, and I will have you in my thoughts and prayers tomorrow and in the days to come.
Karla


For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
Austin Trini said…
Hello everyone - thanks for all the positive energy, thoughts and prayers that you've taken time to send my way. I am back home now and taking it easy.

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