I am 34 years old and female. For the past year my health anxiety has been worse than it's ever been in my life. I have been seeing a therapist since November. My current major worries are melanoma skin cancer and breast cancer.
My mother is 69 years old, obese, inactive, and has always been a "sickly" person ever since childhood with one ailment or another.
10 years ago she was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer. After extensive treatment, she recovered.
5 years ago, she was diagnosed with squamous cell oral cancer. She had surgery and recovered.
Last month, she found a lump in her neck and after a long diagnosis process (CT scan, SEVEN biopsies, and a nuclear PET scan were all inconclusive - unbelievable) she had diagnostic surgery and was diagnosed with Stage IV squamous cell cancer of the neck. She will be starting chemo and radiation soon.
My sister and dad went with her to her first oncology appointment yesterday. Afterward, my sister called to give me the information, but she said something I wasn't expecting. The oncologist is recommending that my mom be tested for the BRCA gene mutation because her breast tumor was triple negative, and there is a high prevalence of TN tumors among people who are BRCA positive.
If my mom is BRCA+, my sister and I will need to be tested (50/50 chance of also being positive) and then if we are positive, we have an 85% chance of developing breast or ovarian cancer in our lives.
I was sent into an absolute tailspin after the conversation with my sister. I was barely hanging onto my sanity before, but now I cannot function. I can't even care for my 2 young children right now other than feeding them and putting them in front of the TV. My husband is at his wits end and has started yelling at me and avoiding me many days a week. I have not eaten anything since my conversation with my sister and the thought of food makes me feel sick.
If my anxiety was ruining my life before, I had no idea it had the potential to get even worse, as now my brain is telling me that the sky is about to fall on my life, because of a very real, factual, and high probability that I could be carrying a gene mutation that will make a cancer diagnosis a sure thing for my future, even with prophylactic surgeries like removing my ovaries/uterus and both of my breasts (BRCA patients who undergo preventative mastectomies still develop breast cancer if there's even a single cell of tissue remaining)
I should also mention that my 45 year old brother-in-law died 3 years ago following a 5 year, horrible fight with THE SAME HEAD AND NECK CANCER that my mother is now fighting, despite no blood relation and no smoking/drinking from either of them. We watched him deteriorate, become disfigured and crippled through surgeries, and watched him die in his home.
It's all been too much. Just too much. And while before, I could rationalize that a lot of my anxiety being amped up lately is because I've "been around" a lot of cancer lately, now the finger is very much pointed right at me for this gene mutation possibility.
I take Xanax 0.5mg occasionally to squelch a panic attack, but my attacks have been so horrible lately that the Xanax is not even touching them, when before it was an effective tool. I even took 1.0mg a few nights ago and it STILL did not stop the panic.
I wish I just didn't exist. I'd say I wish I was dead, but my fear of illness and death is too paralyzing to even consider the possibility of suicide. I don't want to make plans with my family, I don't want to do anything or go anywhere, I have no motivation to keep a nice house for my family (when before it was something that made me feel good about myself) I'm a complete mess.
Can anyone relate or at least offer some words of comfort?