Just a short blog today, (after yesterday's marathon of a blog), because I'm suddenly very exhausted...
Met the surgeon. It's been a week since my operation. "It's good news" he said. "The lump was smaller than the MRI showed. The tissue we excised around the lump for clearance was all clear. The lymph nodes were also clear. You're ER positive, PR positive and HER 2 positive". He finished by adding "You're in the lowest risk group in terms of the cancer spreading. It's the best news you could possibly have. "
So, next in the treatment plan is to make an appointment with the Oncologist and start planning the Chemo. So a major hurdle over, but a daunting one now to face...
I should feel elated with the news, but I don't. I'm numb. Exhausted. Not looking forward to the Chemo and particularly the impending loss of hair. Is that selfish of me? I should be grateful, overjoyed, relieved. Not dreading the next stage. So many others out there (reading this possibly) are in much worse positions than me. I don't know. I just don't feel what all my friends and family are feeling right now.
