I've been quiet on the medical update front because there has been nothing to report - just the way we like it. Heading in each day to radiation is a bit like groundhog day - same thing every day - not too tough just inconvenient if anything. I am in week three and have worked out whatever the time of day I am booked for there is always something esle I would rather be doing.
Apart from that I have been researching like crazy nutrition and going round in circles.I'll let you know if I unlock the secret. I am spending many hours at gym and in yoga builidng my endurance and immune system- it takes serious time. It's all good. The light is at the end of the tunnel.
Fast forward to yesterday when I went to get chnaged and Richard said to me ummm did you know the right side is bigger than the left ? And I looked and went oh yeah umm maybe to do with radiation? Dunno. Then I pulled on a crop top that fitted the day before and it was too small. So I looked again. My right side was definately swollen.
I went to radiation and then popped my head into my breast care nurse - who said Oh my - that's not good.
I love those sorts of comments. We will see you tomorrow she said.
I was hoping for a "hey you are a miracle worker you've just grown a new breast all by yourself. Must be all that good food you are eating" type comment.
Mr Google and I spent some hours together last night. While I knew it wasn't anything too sinister it was still enough to send me back to google.
I came up with lymphodema - I didn't know that you could get it in your trunk or breast but you can - I thought it was just arms and legs.
Overnight the swelling doubled in size and was now sore.
No zumba for me - not happy
Headed to radiation then home then back in to my surgeon.
Ultrasound and a chat -I told him what I thought with Mr Google - he told me good effort but no.
It's an infection again. There are three pockets of fluid - one that can be drained the other two can't.
So I headed for blood tests to see what sort of infection.
On Thursday I will know more but at the moment he's muttering about surgery and removing the expander. That means a 3 month delay again. Then a new expander put in.
He has to talk to my radiologist as I'm still part way through radiation and he wants to operate next week.
I'm just trying to just let it all go.
I spoke to my Ma this morning before I knew for sure what was going on. She said it's like once you start you just can't stop. One thing leads to another to another to another. And so it seems she is right. There is no text book fix and you just have to keep walking on through it.
I pray fervantly for the day that there is no more cancer.
Did you know there are currently 12 million cancer survivors?
12 million people doing this - dealing with ongoing symptoms, fighting the infections and the side effects of the "cure", worrying about recurrences, every headache, every stomache cramp anythign out of the normal- along with their family and their friends. That's a lot.
I am just one and while I thank you for all your prayers and good wishes - I ask you please send them up for all the others that walk like I do.
One step at a time.