I suppose there's no additional bad news other than the cancer itself (which is estrogen receptor negative, progesterone receptor negative, and H-2-new positive [I have no idea how that is really spelled, but that is how I hear it]). H-2-new positivity is a good thing because there are great drugs against that, apparently. Unfortunately I was robbed of my time to celebrate the good news by being launched into a lengthy chemotherapy briefing, which was a bit traumatic. Tomorrow I will have a port put just under my skin on my chest, and that is where my injections will take place. I don't know about you, but when I heard "port" I thought that there would be this thing in me allowing free passage of fluids and preventing further pokes. Pop the lid off and we're good to go. That is not true. There will be a thing in my chest, under the skin, and it will facilitate the passage of fluids from needle to vein; there will still be a poke. I think people with a different perspective, such as having frequent pokes related to diabetes, would be thrilled with a port, but I myself am still getting used to the idea. Call me old-fashioned, but I am already looking forward to the removal of the port.
So, port at 6:30 am. Then chemo round one at 10:30. Chemotherapy will last 18 weeks, plus the continuation of one of the three drugs for a year. Three drugs once every three weeks, and one of those three drugs every week. The every-week drug shouldn't be so hard on me, and in fact won't affect hair loss, but the other two sound rather unpleasant, including swift hair loss. After the chemo, all tests will be repeated and the extent of surgery will be assessed. Then radiation, but we didn't even talk about that (or surgery, really) today. There's no way to know how I personally will be affected by the chemotherapy, but I was told that the fatigue is real and Ian already picked up my anti-nausea medication. I'm sure that you have many unanswered questions, but that's about the best I can do tonight.
left breast 1
left arm 3
right arm 3