So after 2 and a half years my Ibrance and Fulvestrant Combo has failed. When I started I was the 11th person in my province to start that combination. The doctor was skeptical and we would call it a success if I could get 6 good months. well I got 5 times that.
I have 5 weeks off to recoup a treatment fatigued body and prep for the next go - but then I had an overnight visit to the ER last week with back pain so bad I couldn't walk. I am now home walking and working through the pain don't feel like I am strengthen or steeling myself for the next battle.
I get my port on Monday. I have full scans on Tuesday then what chemo will be decided on the 30th. Likely AC.
I am great in the day strong, focused and preparing but at night boy does my imagination and fears take over. Last night I read Psalms till I fell asleep.
The unknown scares me way more than the know. And then its October...
I am not fond of all the October clichés but I decided if this is war then I was drafted - I didn't choose to fight I was forced to face cancer and fight it!
Thought I would share a little dark humor I dumped in my stress this week when I heard some say something about save the tatas - I turned around and asked "In November are you going to have a save the Dicks campaign for prostrate cancer"
I want someone to be ready to save me not my boobs!
I knew you ladies would get it!! Stressed and filter free
Tammie