So today was filled with a lot of waiting around. Met with my Surgeon this morning who started talking a log of gobblygook, enough to have even Todd questioning why we were there.
She did a physical exam and said “feel like absolutely completely normal breasts to me”, then still discussed if I want bi-lateral, how that will effect implants, I said no implants only flab reconstruction and she said “where from? your waist doesn’t look big enough” I said “trust me, they’ll be small but enough”
She then discussed the risks of my surgery regarding my virus with bleeds, pneumonia, heart attack, but is fairly confident it should be ok to go ahead – anesthetist will have the final say when I speak to her, today or tomorrow.
Christine then sent me off for my first imaging since diagnosis -mammo, ultrasound and blood tests. The Radiolists (who clipped my tumor and lymph node) was fairly confident, not much to report on. I meet with Christine the Surgeon tomorrow for results. Given she said “I look good”, I’m optimistically hopeful everything will go as planned.
If so, I fast Friday morning, spend early at Benson Radiology @ Ashford having a Lymphoscinitgram (don’t even ask), but I think it will determine if I have a Sentinel Lymph biopsy [removal of 1 or to actual nodes] or Axillary Lymph dissection [removal of nodes from an affected area of the armpit]. I’m confident it will be the former rather than latter as, they weren’t too concerned in the ultrasound room. I then proceed to check in at Western at 12.30pm. All going well I should be home by Saturday!
That’s all I know so far. I’ll keep you posted.
Happy Days xx
Published by Debra Mesecke
I was 21 and I was planning a wedding, buying a house and had a job interview for the job of my dreams on my 22nd birthday. You see I was being made redundant and had to find a new job by August. Especially with the new mortgage now. It was April. I worked for CML and my new job was a done deal. All I needed was a medical. And with that, just like that....my life was turned upside down and I was diagnosed with CML, ha ha, I know the irony. My hematologist had a laugh at that too. I had Chronic Myeloid Leukeamia, which was normally reserved for 70 year old men. Quite rare for a young adult to get, so how would they treat it? I underwent two separate trials until finally it was decided my best chance of survival (all be it only 50% chance), would be a MUD BMT (matched unrelated bone marrow transplant), now known as VUD Allograt (volunteer unrelated donor). I was told 21 years ago the chance of finding a match was 1 in 20,000 (and that is everyone was on the bone marrow donor registry). Scary odds. So being the risk taker I am I said "go for it". They found a match and that was my first miracle in this journey. The second miracle was, it worked - new blood type, two different DNA profiles and the miracle of medicine was reborn inside me. The third miracle is my son.
25 years on, I now face a new challenge. Breast Cancer. Certainly not the first person to have cancer, to have invasive ductile cancer, hormone receptive and HER2 +, or to even have a dual diagnosis. But this is not another Webiste about a cancer survivor, this is just my excuse to finally publicly write. Along the way I am hoping I can share some insights I have learnt over the years and at the same time, give you a good belly laugh.
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Wow- frantic few days/weeks coming up. Just know that you are surrounded by love 🙂 Even when we aren’t physically with you rest assured we are thinking of you. xxxx
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