HI EVERYONE, I just wanted to thanks and wish all you beautiful people on the network who have been part of my life in 2012. MERRY XMAS and good wishes for 2013. Lets hope we all make a difference next year xxxxx Adean
I leave hospital with a plastic pipe inserted into my chest wall, which drains off excess fluid into a little plastic grenade. I carry the contraption around in a handmade floral shoulder bag donated by the kind ladies at St Vincent’s hospital. The only real issue with the drain bag is that I keep forgetting it’s attached to my chest wall, so I tend to put it down and walk off, until the pain snaps me back like a toddler on the end of a psychological leash deciding, mid tantrum, that he really does need to follow mum out of the supermarket.
Waiting for the nurse to call me for the mastectomy and sentinel lymph node biopsy, I am hungry. I listen to my stomach grumble and growl, percolating away on bile juices. This morning we have already been to the radiologist, to have my breast injected with radioactive dye, then images taken of the lymph nodes as the dye spread and dissipated away from the cancer. The location of the sentinel lymph node, first and most likely to be infiltrated by cancer, is marked with a black marker pen, ‘x’.
For those of you who are part of the Lismore Lesbian Lightning Communication Network, this may come as a surprise, but breasts have never been my thing. For those who are not in the network, bear with me as this post is about breasts.
My breasts have never looked this good before. Two rounded mounds in T-shirts, singlets and camisoles – even without a bra they are suddenly the most stunning discovery. I feel like I’m watching David Attenborough doing a special segment and breasts are the name of the game.
Hi everyone - it is fantastic to be back in the Pink after having my son, Oscar.
Now - I need a little help from my friends! A girlfriend and I were chatting last night about the best meals that will freeze.
She was recently diagnosed with breast cancer and has been well supported by family and friends but is COMPLETELY over spag bol and lasagna.
So I said I would reach out to our Network and ask for suggestions of the best meals that we can provide for the freezer. That way I can let everyone else know what else they can cook for her.
Last Friday someone asked "are you in remission then?" I didn't know how to answer them. Fortunately my partner was with me and changed the subject.
Then on Sunday someone else asked me the same question. I said "I am now cancer free" as my surgeon had told me he took all the cancer out and it had not spread to my lymph nodes.
Then I went to get a script filled at my chemist and the pharmacist asked me if I was in remission now? I vaguely answered yes.
After spending the 3 days at the Summit with all the inspiring women that attended, I thought this email that I received today was extremely apt. Hope you enjoy it.
I want to start with a funny thing that tickled me. Last Saturday my partner rushed me to emergency where we sat all day long waiting for nurses, doctors, and more doctors to make up their minds over what was going on with me.
At the end of the day, it appeared I may have picked up an infection so I was re-admitted at around 5.30pm after having been there since 10.30am! Oh well, numerous needles, blood tests, urine tests and not much being said, I was transferred to "holding" where I was given some horrible dinner, then onto my new home for the next few days to a ward.
Good evening! I and my wife are first time to join the BCNA. I hope you don’t mind if I’m going to share our family’s experience and “adventure” here “Down-Under” Australia since 2005.
Having been through my own cancer journey, when you have a friend diagnosed with the same disease you can offer so much support to them as you know exactly what they have been through. Knowing them closely also ensures that you understand how best to support them, what sort of information they need and when they need your support. You also learn a lot about yourself in this process and I am know that helping others makes you stronger. Also knowing when to be there for others and when they need their own space is also very important.
I found out this week that a dear friend (I've known since my high school days) has been diagnosed with Stage 3 breast cancer and needs to have a bilateral mastectomy with chemo starting straight away (it's gone into her blood stream). My heart hurt for her so much - she's 10,000 miles away and the only way I can show support is to telephone her and email her. She's had lots of question - things she's either too afraid to ask the doctors about or can't ask anyone else because they haven't gone through this process.
I started the process of applying for partial invalidity through my superannuation fund today. Before breast cancer, I worked full time in a high profile government agency as a senior HR manager. It took a lot of energy and time to complete my university degree so that I could make the leap into higher level management.