ranges from anger, disbelief, shock, fear and confusion.
I had my core biopsy results yesterday, and it is not good news.
My initial fear has been confirmed and that little bastard Humphrey has left a residue.
This is my second strike, and they’re not taking any chances, so surgery is scheduled for the 28th October.
There is an irony: I lost all that weight in 2016 and we found the lump. Surgery was a straightforward lumpectomy, in and out on the same day, no chemo, just radiotherapy.
OK, a bit of weight went on which I’ve lost now, and we have another issue.
We are confused as the meds I’m on are supposed to stop the cancer returning anywhere in the body. Seems this little sucker is different, and although described as Non Invasive, I am going to lose my breast.
We cannot believe it. Both of us were prepared for more surgery, but not this.
There is nothing in the left breast, but I have the option of a bilateral mastectomy and reconstruction, but for that, there is a longer delay and quite honestly, we want to get it done.
I am having the same surgeon who we trust implicitly, but the construction would be done by someone else, and both ops would be in another hospital, she doing the removal and a plastic surgeon doing the reconstruction.
The hospital concerned does not have such a high reputation, and I lost my best friend to breast cancer in 2000, she having her surgery and the problems that followed there.
I’ve told Bro. He’s gutted and not very well himself, so my timing could have been better. As for the rest of my family, no.
I don’t want phone calls offering platitudes that I won’t believe to be sincere and that will upset me with such negativity.
MSM has been a gem and offered us accommodation. It’s going to be a long haul this time, but I am not alone, Hubby is there beside me every step of the way. I have a great team behind me both medical and friends, and I’ll be OK. We can beat this.
It’s a shitty world, and we seem to be having more than our fair share at the moment.
There will be posts on my progress. If anything I experience helps anyone in a similar situation, then I feel I am doing some good.
PS: I’ve just read this out to Hubby, and he had only one thing to add:
I love you.