Positive news....the best cancer

I have just arrived at the CICL, swiped my blue card, washed my hands and had a seat in the waiting room.  Amazing how quick we become accustomed to the routine of coming to the cancer centre for an appointment. 

I sit here and look around at all the people young and old, husbands, wives, mothers,fathers, daughters and sons accompanying their loved ones to something that should never exist, a disease that no one should ever have to live, at any age. 

 I listen to women talking about their experience and side effects, and they are now laughing about it. One lady talks about how she lost all her hair (everywhere) and how soft her skin was. Another woman talks about her nails turning black and almost loosing them. I can't believe what I am listening to, this will be my conversations soon. What a reality check...

We wait for my name to be called so I can get my plan of action from Dr. Bestravros.  I began to take my Tamoxifen last night and so far just a few heat flashes, not so bad. This drug will cut the supply of estrogen and progesterone throughout my body, so that the demon can't grow quickly. Basically I will be in menopause, my poor husband...lol

I want to run out of here as it were a bad dream but the reality is that it's not a dream and I have to go through this. 

My name finally gets called, we enter the room sit down and hold our breath to hear the plan. A sigh of relief when the doctor said that after discussing with the Tumour board and my surgeon that chemo at this point may not be very effective, given that my cancer is a low grade 1 and HER2- which is great news, but will be given in a lower dose after the mastectomy.  A very treatable and curable cancer, in Dr. B's words I have the best cancer one can get. I will take that with a grain of salt. Next step I meet with Dr. Gravel on Monday to discuss surgery and hopefully the results of my 2nd biopsy. 

What a relief, as crazy as it may sound. I have breast cancer but I have the best of it and I will kick its ass...you came knocking on the wrong door univited.