Thank you for reposting my newsletter. I hope to help people going through cancer to know more about what to expect and how to head off problems if possible. How are you doing?
My stage 2 BC was in 2004 so in some ways different treatment, but surprisingly in most ways, very much the same. Two lumpectomies because the surgeon didn’t get enough margin the first time around. This after I practically pleaded with him before the initial surgery to just REMOVE the breast rather than try to preserve tissue. I just wanted the cancer gone. Had he listened to me, he would have saved me from unnecessary expense, recovery time and surgical pain. I was not happy. I had weeks of radiation, which burned my breast. I remember leaving on vacation immediately after the last treatment; the kind team at Deaconess presented me with a pretty gift engraved with the word “HOPE” as they hugged and sent me on my way. I spent most of the vacation coated with compounded Aquaphor and Xylocaine, and soaking in a tub of cool water. I was beet red. But I still celebrated. For chemo I had 4 bouts of Red Devil and 4 of taxotere. The taxanes are bad news; put me in a wheelchair for much of the time because I simply couldn’t walk. My onco said she had to get aggressive; I think she overdosed me. Still have bouts of right foot neuropathy and beet red foot soles today. You?
I had a similar situation. I felt the same way just take them off and take both of them while you’re at it. The surgeon told me and I like the surgeon, but he still told me that’s like trying to kill a gnat with a mac truck. So I agreed. Radiation was super simple for me with no side effects but I was worried that I would have them because I knew other people like you who had that problem with burning. The tax was horrendous for me. I still worked all that one week, but I literally was Having neuropathy pretty quickly in both my fingers and my feet. To this day, I can’t feel my fingertips or the bottom of my feet other than the tingling. It makes it difficult for me to walk. And I just hated the Oncologist. She was such an ass. She acted like I was a big fat baby and anybody that knows me knows that’s not true. In next week’s newsletter I’m gonna hit all of that.
Thank you for reposting my newsletter. I hope to help people going through cancer to know more about what to expect and how to head off problems if possible. How are you doing?
My stage 2 BC was in 2004 so in some ways different treatment, but surprisingly in most ways, very much the same. Two lumpectomies because the surgeon didn’t get enough margin the first time around. This after I practically pleaded with him before the initial surgery to just REMOVE the breast rather than try to preserve tissue. I just wanted the cancer gone. Had he listened to me, he would have saved me from unnecessary expense, recovery time and surgical pain. I was not happy. I had weeks of radiation, which burned my breast. I remember leaving on vacation immediately after the last treatment; the kind team at Deaconess presented me with a pretty gift engraved with the word “HOPE” as they hugged and sent me on my way. I spent most of the vacation coated with compounded Aquaphor and Xylocaine, and soaking in a tub of cool water. I was beet red. But I still celebrated. For chemo I had 4 bouts of Red Devil and 4 of taxotere. The taxanes are bad news; put me in a wheelchair for much of the time because I simply couldn’t walk. My onco said she had to get aggressive; I think she overdosed me. Still have bouts of right foot neuropathy and beet red foot soles today. You?
I had a similar situation. I felt the same way just take them off and take both of them while you’re at it. The surgeon told me and I like the surgeon, but he still told me that’s like trying to kill a gnat with a mac truck. So I agreed. Radiation was super simple for me with no side effects but I was worried that I would have them because I knew other people like you who had that problem with burning. The tax was horrendous for me. I still worked all that one week, but I literally was Having neuropathy pretty quickly in both my fingers and my feet. To this day, I can’t feel my fingertips or the bottom of my feet other than the tingling. It makes it difficult for me to walk. And I just hated the Oncologist. She was such an ass. She acted like I was a big fat baby and anybody that knows me knows that’s not true. In next week’s newsletter I’m gonna hit all of that.