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I’m feeling….?

28 Jun

Okay, so I have worked in the ‘traditional’ media for the bulk of my adult life.

Earlier tonight I posted an update on social media – Instagram/Twitter/Facebook (InstaTwitFace:-) regarding the next surgery….

The amount of ‘likes/shares’ have made me sit up straight…Seriously?!

I’m pretty pleased to be at this point!!

Thank you………..KCx

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Tamoxifen…..

21 Jun

Another bit of ‘not so light’ reading on Tamoxifen.  Although there’s a bit in here, there’s a lot that’s not.

I’ve written about it before.

I’m still not used to this drug. Don’t know that I ever will be.

http://www.webmd.com/breast-cancer/tamoxifen-for-breast-cancer-treatment-and-prevention?ecd=wnl_brc_061113&ctr=wnl-brc-061113_ld-stry_1&mb=

 

 

So excited I’ve got SHIVERS!

22 Nov

What a week it’s been!

I’ve seen a Rheumatologist to try and get on top of this bone pain.  Cortisone injections, and all manner of other medications….Exhausted just thinking about when to take what.  I guess that’s just part of my life now.

I also caught up with a good friend who’s a journalist.  Happy to say she was enthralled with the whole concept of ‘Pink Polar’.  Knows a good story alright!

Then, a call to my dear friend at the McGrath Foundation, explaining the intention behind the Expedition. It was so wonderful to be so warmly received.  There are some incredibly special people working in this field and this lady is one of them:-)

Paul and I shared a truly memorable dinner with Geoff, his wife Sarah and children Jade, Java and Kitale.  What an amazing family!  I know I’ll write more on them in the future, but for now – my head and heart are full as a result of our time together.

A networking breakfast provided more inspiration from Steve ‘Ando’ Anderson (three-time Olympic Beach Volleyball Coach, Olympic Gold and Bronze Medal Coach) – who encouraged us all to ‘be deliberate’.  So, deliberate I was in telling him (and anyone else who’d care to listen) about this amazing project!!

The next buzz came from the McGrath Foundation – confirming interest in what we have proposed.  That’s a good thing!!  ’cause I know there are some organisations which would run a million miles from the ‘potential controversy’ a project like this could bring.  Surely they also realise our intention is good, that there are two dedicated souls involved and that my cancer experience could be used to assist in continuing Jane’s legacy (my goodness I feel presumptuous even thinking that let alone writing it – but I hope you understand what I mean).

Top off this week with a visit from Mr Hickson. Two old ‘media tarts’ (to borrow a phrase from former Qld Premier Peter Beattie [or Peety Betta as I once accidentally called him on air!]) having a good old fashioned catch up on the world.

Tired?  Yep.  Inspired? Yep. Determined? You have to ask?!!!

+ another 3 = 8

29 Feb
No, I never thought I’d be writing about the 6th, 7th and 8th operation on my ‘breasts’ (& ovaries…).  Here I am.
Thankfully – it’s all happening very quickly this time around.
As I get ready to start six rounds of FEC chemotherapy and then six weeks of radiotherapy, here’s a re-cap of some of what’s happened since I saw Dr D, January 17th (just six weeks ago.)

Operation # 7

1 Feb

The trauma of having a Sentinel Node Biopsy (for the first time) will never leave me.  I congratulated myself for having made it through that dreadful experience by reassuring myself that I would never have to experience the procedure again.

WRONG!

Same hospital, same doctor, same nurse, same bloody room……..same feelings of utter dread, disbelief and indescribable, unbelievably excruciating pain.

I politely asked if Paul could be in the room with me.  When the answer came back as being ‘no, for everyone’s safety…..’ blah, blah.  I turned into a pain in the arse patient, firmly, defiantly demanding his presence.

To further complicate things, they also had to perform a ‘hook wire’ procedure, where they use ultrasound to guide a wire directly into the tumour, so it’s easy for the surgeon to identify in theatre.

I sobbed so hard, taking a breath in hurt.

Some things are similar this time around, but the gravity of the situation is different.

I left the rooms where the procedures were done and gingerly headed for the room I would stay in after surgery.  I was met by two of the key figures in the recovery from my previous surgeries.  Nurses Margaret and Andy (Andrea) both told me they didn’t know what to say.

I was just happy to see their familiar faces.

My sister also came.  With her baby Harrison.

Everything is different……

Escape…to Gwinganna.

26 Apr
I’ve been dreading doing the whole ‘this time last year’ thing. I hope that in time the vivid recollections I’m currently able to make about my diagnosis (to the point of remembering the exact time, what I was wearing) will fade.
For now, I just wanted to get out of the house, away from the situation I found myself in this time 12 months ago.
An escape to a health retreat couldn’t have been more perfect if I’d deliberately set out to organise it. But I hadn’t you see.
In a lovely turn of events, I’ve been gifted a delightful weekend at Gwinganna, courtesy of a special woman who was at an event I spoke at last year.  You just never know who’s in the audience and what they might take from what you have to say. This lady who works at Gwinganna very kindly gifted me a stay at this magnificent retreat, saying ‘by  sharing your experience you will help others, I’m choosing to give something to you because I can.’ Wow……
Spectacular setting (within an hour from home), beautiful caring staff, incredible organic, healthy, nourishing food, clean fresh air, peace and quiet…a truly lovely way to take stock of how dramatically my life has changed in the past 12 months and to prepare for the next surgery.

Art with Heart

20 Oct
Lori is one special woman.
Apart from the fact that she’s supremely talented as an artist – our boobs and the rotten cancer that’s invaded them, has brought us together…
(Ohhh – did I mention she’s a bit of an Elvis fan?!)