Went for the CT scan on Friday, and since there was an hour’s gap between drinking the foul liquid dye stuff and the scan, the BC nurse had invited me to pop along for a chat. I was expecting tea and sympathy, and instead got a total shock as she started on about the likelihood of a ‘full Angelina’ (my expression, forgive me!) being recommended, and not much sympathy when I said that seemed rather extreme right now!
Suffice to say, my weekend was *not* fun. Spend most of it sobbing, and just… yeah
However, when I saw the surgeon yesterday (after a little over 100 minutes in the waiting room – my nerves!!) he was totally unconcerned about the recommendation being that (for my peace of mind, if I was so inclined) or the much less severe lumpectomy – yes, I remain at higher risk of future recurrences, but then, I could get hit by a bus going home (his words!). I have to say, this was SUCH a relief! Much more what I was expecting, given the early catch.
The not-so-great news is a little (unrelated) ‘blip’ on the CT, but so tiny they won’t even try a biopsy yet. I’ve to return in 3 months for a repeat scan. Not what I needed to hear, really, but trying to put it out of my mind for the present – they’re clearly not that worried – and get on with what is in front of me right now.
Which is surgery, and much sooner than expected: a fortnight today, and the same recovery, then discussion of any other treatments. Work HR’s response made me cry: told them the date of the op, and within 10 minutes the next two weeks had been booked out for me as ‘authorised absence’ – officially on holiday, woo! And determined to have as much fun as I can squeeze in, I think 🙂
And also to prep myself a little: want to get the flat as organised as possible, so I can spend my recovery pottering as much as I’m able. Two weeks isn’t long to start an exercise regime, but I’ll see – my one definite remaining task (before I try not to think about any of this for 2 weeks!) is to
phone the insurance company, ask about the rehab support [not applicable – it’s for e.g. physio if recommended, not general life care. Oh well]. Folk always talk about cancer being a huge turning point in their lives, and I’m of a mind to give it a go – being fitter and healthier is the least I can do for myself, going forward!