I’m Rhonda from Florida. I’m 52 years old until May 10.. DX MBC July 2017 after 3 years of fighting stage 3 breast cancer (ER+ PR+ HER-) to my right breast in May 2014. Went through the motions...chemo, gallbladder surgery, mastectomy on right with 6 of 24 lymphnodes positive with cancer, 32 rounds of radiation, TRAM Flap procedure with removal of left breast, and shots of zoledex to put me In menopause. Then on arimidex every day until my left hip started hurting and scans showed metastatic Bc to my hip and spine. The one on my hip is the size of a tomato and right in the iliac crest where rubbing on femer bone when I walk. So I couldn’t walk for awhile until I got radiation done to spine and hip. It helped but still pain everyday. I take Ibrance and Faslodex. I had to lower dosage of Ibrance because WBC dangerously low all the time. Now they want to lower to 75mg because still low and getting a lot of fevers. This is awful.
I found out I had bc 6 months after I got engaged. Everyone would say, “and he still wanted to marry you??” Ummmm if not it wasn’t love in the first place right? But of course I question that love all the time. He wasn’t really there for me through much of it. Found out he’s bipolar and that explained his raged behavior at me. Lots of secrets, lies, and now we are like zombies. He really liked the attention he got being the guy who married then dying woman... but not so much help at home. Which would be fine he he brought home a living wage but he’s commissioned and gets paid every two weeks... he’s made $700 in 6 weeks! My disability is more than that and now we have to file bankruptcy and he doesn’t care. Won’t get a different job because he doesn’t want to be tied down to a 9 to 5. He takes his lithium daily but not sure how much more stress from him I can take. He’s run off my family and so rude to them. I have 3 sons and 3 granddaughters who I rarely see. My mom won’t come around much because the way he treats me and her! Not what I envisioned for the end of my life... so alone. He doesn’t help one bit around the house but if his family comes, he cleans and spends our last dollars on feeding them knowing at times like this, I’m supposed to be isolated until the get fevers under control.
Anyway, sorry for babbling. Hoping to find answers, advice , support and understanding.