New Chapter, who dis?

Starting a blog would allow communication for those curious, onlookers, family, friends, other BC survivors (we are all survivors IMHO) and a journey for me to read again as time goes on to see all that we’ve overcome. 

A brief synopsis: September 6th, 2022-I went in for a call back after routine mammo. After further review needed ultrasound and biopsy. From there I was diagnosed with invasive ductal carcinoma. I’m negative in all other areas, except for the lovely Hers2+ beast. Good and bad. Hers2+ is an aggressive breeder and I have 7 lovely tumors living free, but we are going to request for eviction immediately. I don’t allow squatters. Also Hers2+ allows targeted therapy to kill these rent free cancer breeders.

Jump ahead without all the boring deets. 

This past week, I chopped my hair off, I requested to not have a Karen haircut (sorry all you Karen’s, I’m sure you don’t appreciate the label, but this is my haircut reference) I didn’t want the trauma of losing long hair, can’t wait to be ready out of the house in the amount of time it takes the boys.

I’ve been to Carti Cancer for approx 6 times in the past week for tests, more tests and all the tests. (I have an AMAZING Oncology team that I’m grateful for)

Scans came back clear, no spreading for this beast!

I started my first round of chemo yesterday. It was 8 hours long and honestly not too bad. Update on cancer tatas: (tatas sounds classier than cancer tits which is the new nickname)

Benadryl IJ was really the only thing that caught me off guard out of the 6 treatments I received. It knocked me on my ass. I was in the middle of reading a book and within seconds——goodnight Lucy. 

Nighttime rolls in (I mean 6pm) and I felt the worst fatigue ever. Chemo Fatigue is no joke, my stomach hated me and I just wanted sleep. For those that know me, I am high energy. I can tell my body is going through this new journey confused af. I know that I will get through this with an amazing support system. My coworkers, my friends, my new BC sisters (I have met some new amazing souls through this) my family but most of all my husband who is the most understanding and supportive human I know. 

My treatment plan:

4x 8 hour chemo, every 3 weeks. (1 down!!) Next is Nov 7th and the highs and lows in between. We will take each day as it comes, which we all should do. Then goodbye cancer tits and reconstruction after the first of the year and continue monthly herceptin targeted therapy treatment for the next year basically. We will win! By the way, momma didn’t raise no quitter.

Things I have learned, control what you can control and make the best of what you have. Cancer is expensive, insurance is interesting. That’s the nice way of saying that. And remember, cancer doesn’t sleep. Ironically, October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. Some of y’all look cute in pink... TBH, every month is every cancer awareness month. The heroic humans that I sat with yesterday in chemo didn’t all have breast cancer. They all have a story. They’re my warriors, my heroes. 

Live hard. love hard and enjoy this journey we call life. 

Be a kind human 

Love and Peace,

Cancer Tits

Location: Arkansas, USA

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