My right arm is showing no signs of lyphodema so far, and I have recovered nearly full movement - although my arm is pretty weak and still stiff and the scar under my arm is nice and neat and healing nicely.
My left arm seems to be recovering from the chemo trauma, but my veins are still very poor, and the arm aches if I over-extend it.
As for the results of the mastectomy, I couldn't be more pleased. Once I have a bra on (and I've cunningly removed the under wire from the right sides for comfort) you cannot tell that I have a false breast - it looks totally natural. It doesn't feel it, because the implant is under the muscle, so it's pretty solid, but not as bad as I thought. Bra off and it becomes fairly obvious thanks to the horizontal scar in place of a nipple and slight lumps and bumps, but the scar will fade down and I can be tattooed, but I'll see how I go on that - at the moment all my skin on the right side is pretty much numb, but if it recovers, I'm not sure that the pain would be worth it! Physiologically the mastectomy has been a lot easier than I thought, thanks to the excellent result, I cannot recommend my surgeon (Mr Simon Smith) enough. The effects of the radiotherapy may damage the result a bit, but I'm starting from a great position (plus here being young is an advantage - my skin should recover pretty well from the treatment).
The most difficult thing over the last few weeks has been that I feel well, thus I feel guilty that I'm not doing anything, and generally being useless. I have been able to go into work a few times, which has helped, and I'm able to do more cooking. I know that I shouldn't feel bad but I'm one of those people who always feels like they have to be achieving something in life - even more so now that life seems shorter and more precious. It's kind of a strange place to be - in between being ill and being well enough to get back to normal. A bit like the last day of having the flu, when you're not really sure that you're well enough to go into work, but well enough to feel guilty for being sat on the sofa in your pyjamas at 11am - but stretched over weeks. I'm lucky that I have a hobby that has helped to keep me going - I've become an embroidery fiend. I finished my major project that I started the day before I went into surgery last week.
Size approx 35x30cm, and about 22 000 cross stitches |
Mistletoe Cushion |
Noel Banner |
My new project - A Bee |
I am back in treatment. Last week I had a short surgery back with Mr Smith to implant a port into my vein so that my Herceptin can be administered. My original plan was to have this done with the Oncology team over in Windsor, but they seem to have forgotten to set it up, so I arranged it myself. Whilst I was waiting to go down for surgery I got a call to say that my Herceptin treatment will start on the 9th March at Reading (for the first 3 sessions - after that I'll go to Bracknell) which gives just enough time for me to heal up before they use the port. I have about an inch long scar just above my implant where they went in for the port, and a rather extravagant bruise.
Radiotherapy began yesterday, having been in for planning a few weeks ago (where they took measurements and tattooed me with dots to help line up the machine). I'm having this done at the new Bracknell Cancer Centre, which is about a 10 minute drive from home. The place only opened in May 2011, and it's rather nice - very modern, and short waiting times as they're just ramping up their services. It even has a Costa Coffee bar where I can get my espresso fix. I was in for my first appointment yesterday, which took just under an hour. The rest of my appointments are booked in for 15-20 minutes. It really is very simple. I lie very still on a bed, get positioned and then zapped. Repeat twice more and then I'm done.
The side effects are cumulative, after yesterdays my skin is a little tender, like a very minor sunburn. I've been given some aqueous cream to apply twice a day and there are other precautions I have to follow - no soap or deodorants containing metals (e45 soap is fine), no exposure to the Sun (not a problem on a rainy March day), no shaving under my right arm, use warm not hot water and drink lots of water.
14 of these to go, and then just the Herceptin treatment. Soon I'll have my life back!
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