The past 10 days have been difficult. I began having weirdo chest pain, shortness of breath and exhaustion. I started collapsing.
Took a few days until I decided that maybe I should go to the doctor to make sure I was not having a reaction to the Tamoxifen.
I met with the RN first. She suggested stop taking the Tamoxifen. Then I went to see the radiation oncologist since my Frankenboob is still so burned, blistered and swollen. He orders blood work, a CT scan with an angiogram. Trying to rule out a blood clot. Good news, no clot. Bad news, still no answer to why I am having such a tough time.
Both of them think it is just because my poor old body has been through so much these past 8 months that I just need time to recuperate. Gave me some nice drugs for the pain. I slept for a couple days. Seriously! Guess I really was tired.
Monday afternoon I get a call from the oncology nurse. I am suppose to go to the ER for an EKG. Fabulous. The ER is always such a quick visit. Not so much.
I get in there, they start putting those stickies all over my body and get me wired. After a little while they came and took my wires off. Yippee, I thought, I get to go meet my family for dinner. Not so fast. Apparently you can’t just go to the ER for one simple test. Before I could bust out they had started an IV and ordered more tests. My blood work showed my liver function values were high. Now I get to wait for an ultrasound. 1 1/2 hours later the ultrasound tech shows up. She does not say much, just does her thing and says she will pass the info on to the doctor.
Found out I have gall stones. OK. They certainly don’t bother me so lets get on with diagnosing the chest pain. I want to scream ‘focus, people!’
Finally I decided that I had had enough of the ER and went home.
Had another doctor appointment yesterday. Now they want to do a PET scan and an MRI of my brain. My symptoms might indicate that my cancer has spread. Tomorrow I will be scanned from head to toe looking for hot spots.
I am sticking with the theory that my body is just tired and needs a month or two to regroup. No way that this stupid cancer has set up housekeeping in another part of my body. I am running out of non essential body parts to chop off.
I will post an update when I have more news.