As many of my friends know I do not shy away from talking about my cancer, showing my scars, my man made breast, or sharing my ongoing treatment. I honestly believe fear is our greatest enemy, and if someone, anyone can take comfort in my oversharing, then it’s worth it. There is hope. There is no need to be fearful. But, it is lonely. No-one as much as they try can understand the feeling of utter dread the first time cancer and your name appear together in print. If it’s written down it can’t be removed kind of thing. No-one can take away the fear, only you. Who knows what the ultimate outcome will be. What will be, will be, but every single day, put your best foot forward, embrace life and do what is required. Share and talk and laugh and cry, just don’t hide. Fear will win, if you let it in.
So ….where I am now in my treatment? I had my mastectomy on 18 June 2007 (our 13th wedding anniversay, how funny is that?), I had my last chemo session on 3 January 2008 and my breast reconstruction on 14 February 2008 (valentine’s day, how funny is that?) My cancer was stage 111, recurrent, aggressive and on the move, so with no intervention the likelihood of me being here in 5 years time was significantly affected. The goal is being here 5 years after treatment. 5 years. Hilarious. Shit. My 5 years is next January. My cancer is estrogen receptive which means cancer cells accelerate in growth when they encounter estrogen. Clearly it’s best if there is no estrogen around. Today I had my sixteenth zoladex implant, which is a slow release pellet that is implanted into my stomach every 3 months with a very fat needle, it’s main function being to put and keep me in menopause. Because the ovaries are not the only source of estrogen, our adrenal glands are also culprits, I am also on Femara, an aromatase inhibitor, a tablet I take daily, which blocks this. The worst side effect of all of this for me, as B and the girls will attest to, is a firey disposition. If anyone snorted at this point, implying what’s different, piss off. Okay, I’m just damn moody, and very quick to ignite. But luckily there’s a pill for that too. I know many believe the power is within and not to rely on all this stuff. I do too. I have come to understand how strong I am, and how much I can and we all can handle. But I also know I have too much to lose.
thank you for sharing this beautiful you … It’s not easy sharing but it is a great tool to process the experience. Much love, light and gratitude
You are truly BEAUTIFUL, both inside and out! You exude a RADIANCE and LIGHT that only true ANGELS ignite! Thank you for posting your ‘STUFF’. It’s hard and definitely NOT FAIR! With the LOVE and SUPPORT of everyone who knows you and has the privilege of crossing your path … the beast called cancer can’t survive. You are an inspiration and a light and I THANK YOU FROM EVERY CORNER OF MY SOUL! ❤ Sending you an ABUNDANCE of Light, Love and COMPLETE Gratitude – Nads xxxxxx
only a **tiny** little **really small** snort, my friend. ; )
love love love to you
You’ve been through so much Lianne – you are an inspiration to us all. Sending you lots of love xx
….’it is what it is’ and ‘piss off’…..
YES – you go girl, Love it!!
Please don’t let that spirit die… xx mwah xx
Thanks so much for sharing. I’m thoroughly enjoying your blog. You make me laugh and you make me cry and ok, ok, you make me snort occasionally but ever so occasionally. The one thing I remember from when you were first diagnosed (and again later) was how you made it your mission to find out as much as you could about your disease. Not for one moment did you take your diagnosis lying down. You questioned everything from the initial diagnosis to the various recommended treatments to the doctors who recommended the treatments. You were stoic in your quest for what was best for you and your body. Love you madly sista!
I think I need lasagne….
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