I had my bloods today for what is probably the last time before I start radiotherapy and hormone treatment.
33 fractions of radiotherapy, combined with 2 years at least hormone treatment. Certainly not what I wanted, which is why I chose surgery life doesn't always turn out how it should do.
It's not being a particularly good journey. Theres an obvious issue between myself and the surgeon? Which is a d*** shame? It became so bad in the end. I had to ask for the transfer earlier than was planned to the oncology team. Even with this there was an issue with the surgeon as he made disparaging comments about the team I'm going to. However, having met the oncologist I have been referred to she does seem on the ball and willing to listen, which in my cases exceeding importance.Not being listened to is just not a good situation. Anyway, I have to move on.It's in my best interest as well as those around me to take a more positive attitude. Thirty three fractions of radiotherapy, followed by at least two years hormone treatment, exactly what I didn't want, which is why. I choose surgery in the first place, but life isn't always as it should be. I take a massive amount of encouragement from my sister in law who has been battling, and I mean battling, with endocrine cancer for the last eleven years, she will not give up and she keeps telling we will beat it!
Anyway, the fateful day is next monday.I will update you with what the oncologist says.
Thanks to all of you who have supported me thus far, at times it's been pretty bleak. But there's always someone to put a positive spin on the even in the darkies days.
Al985
