Good morning, Woodies. I thought it might be time for a weather report from Arimidex Avenue and the land of NED.
Last week I passed the anniversary of my first FEC and had a check-up with one of the oncologists. (DX September 2010, WLE & SNB October, axillary clearance November, lots of seroma, chemo delayed until January 2011 because of weather and Christmas holidays. FEC x6, 17 rads delayed for a previously booked holiday, finishing in late June. I had had a DCIS with WLE and rads a few years ago.)
I am so much better than I was last Easter, when I reached the final FEC anaemic, with low blood pressure and having dizzy spells to the point that the Onc ordered an extra heart test to make sure I hadn’t developed an irregular heartbeat. (And lucky at that to have marched through all 6 without delays, hanging onto just enough newts and red blood cells, and without infections or other serious SEs.) Then I couldn’t drive or walk down the road alone for fear of fainting, now I can walk briskly for a mile or more and can climb the kind of hills I used to, just more slowly. I have to rest after a busy day, not just after half an hour of light activity.
But no, to be truthful, life has not entirely returned to what it was. The biggest change is that I decided I had to leave my job while I could get a small voluntary redundancy payment, and I haven’t yet found another job or regular voluntary work—I’ll start drawing my pension soon, at 64. And because I left at the end of sick leave, there wasn’t the same resolution you might want at retirement. (Of course that can happen to lots of people when there are redundancies or after illness.)
I haven’t had too much trouble with Arimidex—I’d say that some of the post-menopausal issues I had anyhow are a bit worse, but it’s tolerable. I still have some seroma at the side of my breast and under my arm on either side of the scar, and I’m still taking regular ibuprofen and paracetamol for the swelling and what ranges between pain and discomfort, with nerves still healing. Both arms seem a bit weak, as I had a PICC in the other one, so I’m still doing exercises and got a set of weights to try to build up strength again. I’m just not very good at doing it regularly. I was worried about an odd inversion that developed near the previous DCIS, but apparently this is something called duct ectasia and is just down to aging.
So I’m not as ‘better’ as I would like to be at this stage, but other forumites, the oncologist and a friend who is NED after adult leukaemia and a recurrence all assure me that this is to be expected. Our bodies take huge blows from the treatment and once the healing and repair process starts, this tends to take up all available mental and physical strength. Wobblies are normal, however unpleasant, especially around significant dates. If I think that I have spent nearly half the past 3 and a bit years having treatment of one kind or another, tiredness, pain, occasional forgetfulness and wobblies are scarcely surprising. But I count my blessings, because it could be a hell (speaking theologically, not swearing!) of a lot worse, and for some it is.
So there is a light and a good path on the far side of the woods, just be prepared for an uphill walk in the land of NED.
Love, prayers and good wishes to you all,
Cheryl