It appears that I am finished with my treatments! Other than taking the Tamoxifen for the next 5 years. I was not qualified for the clinical trial, so….this is it! On Monday I went to the hospital to be de-ported. It feels good to be rid of the port.

I visited Dr Mounds on Tuesday. He was not happy with the severity of my radiation burns. He was kind enough to call in a prescription for a new ointment to put on them. So much better.

It is so odd to be at this point. In my mind, I figured that at the end of this journey one of the doctors would announce “Congratulations! You are cancer free!” Not so much. Apparently I will never be considered cancer free. I am not even what they used to call remission. I am just a breast cancer patient that finished treatment. For now.

The one thing the doctors agree on is that it is not if, but when the cancer comes back. Now I am suppose to be on the alert for persistent bone pain, a cough that will not go away, fatigue. All of these are signs that the cancer might be back. Sweet. I will be 50 next month. Bone pain and fatigue are the norm for me.

I I don’t mean to sound like I am complaining. Just making an observation. After the past 8 months everything revolved around fighting cancer. I was no longer just Genevieve, I became Genevieve, the one with breast cancer.

No longer a patient. I have been kicked to the curb and don’t let the door hit you on the way out. No ticker tape parade, no high fives with the specialists.

Time to get back to being just Genevieve.

Thank you all for joining me on this journey. It has been a helluva ride.



The light at the end of the tunnel!

The light at the end of the tunnel!

Tomorrow is my final radiation treatment! Woot woot!
For my final nuking I will get the gold chainmaille drape. This special fabric is suppose to intensify the radiation. I get to wear it every other treatment.
Today I met with my oncologist and we discussed the next phase of this battle. For now, I will start taking a drug called Tamoxafin. I will stay on this for 5 years.
I am really looking forward to being able to focus on something other than the day to day cancer battle. I am hopeful that this new drug will not cramp my style too much!

Radiation sucks

Just about half way through the radiation treatments.   Starting to dread the daily sessions.  The blistering is so painful and it is difficult to find a comfortable position for my left arm.  I have been tempted to hack it off just to keep it from rubbing on my radiation ravaged arm pit, side and what used to be my breast.   For some reason when the doctor was describing the whole process, using terms like ‘pin pointing the beam’ & ‘localized treatment’, I envisioned a very small effected area.  Heck no!  I have a 10×10 square of red, sore, oozy blistered flesh.  Makes me very grumpy.

Only a few more weeks to go.  Then I get to prepare for more chemo.

Good news is that my hair is really coming in quickly now.  Bad news is that the hair is coming in everywhere on my body.  Not quite sure why my body thinks I need a beard now.  Yep, a beard.  Not that pretty, silky soft downy type fuzz.  I have enough facial hair now that I could style it if I ever decided to embrace this new look.